How, what priest's sacrifice hath he made mighty, rejoicing in the Soma and its fountain? Delighting in juice, eagerly drinking, the Lofty One hath waxed for splendid riches.
को अस्य वीरः सधमादम् आप सम् आनंश सुमतिभिः को अस्य । कद् अस्य चित्रं चिकिते कद् ऊती वृधे भुवच् छशमानस्य यज्योः ॥
ko asya vīraḥ sadhamādam āpa sam ānaṃśa sumatibhiḥ ko asya | kad asya citraṃ cikite kad ūtī vṛdhe bhuvac chaśamānasya yajyoḥ ||
What hero hath been made his feast-companion? Who hath been partner in his loving-kindness? What know we of his wondrous acts? How often comes he to aid and speed the pious toiler?
कथा शृणोति हूयमानम् इन्द्रः कथा शृण्वन्न् अवसाम् अस्य वेद । का अस्य पूर्वीर् उपमातयो ह कथैनम् आहुः पपुरिं जरित्रे ॥
kathā śṛṇoti hūyamānam indraḥ kathā śṛṇvann avasām asya veda | kā asya pūrvīr upamātayo ha kathainam āhuḥ papuriṃ jaritre ||
How heareth Indra offered invocation? How, hearing, marketh he the invoker's wishes? What are his ancient acts of bounty? Wherefore call they him One who filleth full the singer?
कथा सबाधः शशमानो अस्य नशद् अभि द्रविणं दीध्यानः । देवो भुवन् नवेदा म ऋतानां नमो जगृभ्वां अभि यज् जुजोषत् ॥
kathā sabādhaḥ śaśamāno asya naśad abhi draviṇaṃ dīdhyānaḥ | devo bhuvan navedā ma ṛtānāṃ namo jagṛbhvāṃ abhi yaj jujoṣat ||
How doth the priest who laboureth, ever longing, win for himself the wealth which he possesseth? May he, the God, mark well my truthful praises, having received the homage which he loveth.
कथा कद् अस्या उषसो व्युष्टौ देवो मर्तस्य सख्यं जुजोष । कथा कद् अस्य सख्यं सखिभ्यो ये अस्मिन् कामं सुयुजं ततस्रे ॥
kathā kad asyā uṣaso vyuṣṭau devo martasya sakhyaṃ jujoṣa | kathā kad asya sakhyaṃ sakhibhyo ye asmin kāmaṃ suyujaṃ tatasre ||
How, and what bond of friendship with a mortal hath the God chosen as this morn is breaking? How, and what love hath he for those who love him, who have entwined in him their firm affection?
kim ād amatraṃ sakhyaṃ sakhibhyaḥ kadā nu te bhrātram pra bravāma | śriye sudṛśo vapur asya sargāḥ svar ṇa citratamam iṣa ā goḥ ||
Is then thy friendship with thy friends most mighty? Thy brotherhood with us, -when may we tell it? The streams of milk move, as most wondrous sunlight, the beauty of the Lovely One for glory.
About to stay the Indra-less destructive spirit he sharpens his keen arms to strike her. Whereby the Strong, although our debts' exactor, drives in the distant mornings that we know not.
Eternal Law hath varied food that strengthens; thought of eternal Law, removes transgressions. The praise-hymn of eternal Law, arousing, glowing, hath opened the deaf ears of the living.
Firm-seated are eternal Law's foundations in its fair form are many splendid beauties. By holy Law long lasting food they bring us; by holy Law have cows come to our worship.
ṛtaṃ yemāna ṛtam id vanoty ṛtasya śuṣmas turayā u gavyuḥ | ṛtāya pṛthvī bahule gabhīre ṛtāya dhenū parame duhāte ||
Fixing eternal Law he, too, upholds it swift moves the might of Law and wins the booty. To Law belong the vast deep Earth and Heaven: Milch-kine supreme, to Law their milk they render.
nū ṣṭuta indra nū gṛṇāna iṣaṃ jaritre nadyo na pīpeḥ | akāri te harivo brahma navyaṃ dhiyā syāma rathyaḥ sadāsāḥ ||
Now, Indra! lauded,- glorified with praises, let power swell high like rivers to the singer. For thee a new hymn, Lord of Bays, is fashioned. May we, car-borne, through song be victors ever.