MIGHTY are ye, and far-extended. Heaven and Earth: both Worlds are evermore to us like two young Dames.

Guard us thereby from stronger foe; guard us hereby to give us strength.

In each succeeding offering that mortal honoureth the Devas. He who, most widely known and famed for happiness, inviteth them.

Ye who are Rulers over all, great is your sovran power as Devas. Ye all possess all majesty: all must be served in offering.

These are the joyous Kings of Immortality, Parijman, Mitra, Aryaman, and Indra. What else is Soma, praised of men? the Devas, Bhaga, Pūṣaṇa?

Come also to our dwelling, Lords of ample wealth, common partakers of our waters, Sun and Moon, when the great Dragon of the Deep hath settled down upon their floors.

And let the Indra set us free.both Devas, and, with their Laws, Mitra and Indra. Through woes, as over desert lands, he speeds to ample opulence.

Yea, let the Indra Twain he gracious unto us, even Somas, and all Devas, Bhaga, Rathaspati; Parijman, Ṛbhu, Vāja, O Lords of all wealth Ṛbhukṣaṇas.

Prompt is Ṛbhukṣan, prompt the worshipper's strong drink. May thy fleet Bay Steeds, thine who speedest on, approach. Not mans but Deva's is offering whose psalm is unassailable.

O Deva Indra, harmed by none, lauded, give us a place among wealthy princes. With his Car-steeds at once 'hath our Indra guided the reins and the car of these men.

To these men present here, O Heaven and Earth, to us grant lofty fame extending over all mankind. Give us a steed to win us strength, a steed with wealth for victory.

This speaker, Indra—for thou art our Friend—wherever h. May be, guard thou, Victor! for help, ever for help Thy wisdom, Vasu! prosper him.

So have they strengthened this mine hymn which seems to take its bright path to the Sun, and reconciles the men: Thus forms a carpenter the yoke of horses, not to be displaced.

Whose chariot-seat hath come again laden with wealth and bright with gold, Lightly, with piercing ends, as ’twere two ranks of heroes ranged for fight.

This to Duḥśīma Pṛthavāna have I sung, to Vena, Rama, to the nobles, and the King. They yoked five hundred, and their love of us was famed upon their way.

Besides, they showed us seven-and-seventy horses here. Tānva at once displayed his gift, Pārthya at once displayed his gift; and straightway Māyava showed his.