ā vo vāhiṣṭho vahatu stavadhyai ratho vājā ṛbhukṣaṇo amṛktaḥ | abhi tripṛṣṭhaiḥ savaneṣu somair made suśiprā mahabhiḥ pṛṇadhvam ||
Let your best-bearing car that must be lauded, ne'er injured, bring you Vajas and Rbhuksans. Fill you, fair-helmeted! with mighty Soma, thrice-mixed, at our libations to delight you.
yūyaṃ ha ratnam maghavatsu dhattha svardṛśa ṛbhukṣaṇo amṛktam | saṃ yajñeṣu svadhāvantaḥ pibadhvaṃ vi no rādhāṃsi matibhir dayadhvam ||
Ye who behold the light of heaven, Rbhuksans, give our rich patrons unmolested riches. Drink, heavenly-natured. at our sacrifices, and give us bounties for the hymns we sing you.
उवोचिथ हि मघवन् देष्णम् महो अर्भस्य वसुनो विभागे । उभा ते पूर्णा वसुना गभस्ती न सूनृता नि यमते वसव्या ॥
uvocitha hi maghavan deṣṇam maho arbhasya vasuno vibhāge | ubhā te pūrṇā vasunā gabhastī na sūnṛtā ni yamate vasavyā ||
For thou, O Bounteous One, art used to giving, at parting treasure whether small or ample. Filled full are both thine arms with great possessions: thy goodness keeps thee not from granting riches.
tvam indra svayaśā ṛbhukṣā vājo na sādhur astam eṣy ṛkvā | vayaṃ nu te dāśvāṃsaḥ syāma brahma kṛṇvanto harivo vasiṣṭhāḥ ||
Indra, high-famed, as Vaja and Rbhuksans, thou goest working, singing to the dwelling. Lord of Bay Steeds, this day may we Vasisthas offer our prayers to thee and bring oblations.
सनितासि प्रवतो दाशुषे चिद् याभिर् विवेषो हर्यश्व धीभिः । ववन्मा नु ते युज्याभिर् ऊती कदा न इन्द्र राय आ दशस्येः ॥
sanitāsi pravato dāśuṣe cid yābhir viveṣo haryaśva dhībhiḥ | vavanmā nu te yujyābhir ūtī kadā na indra rāya ā daśasyeḥ ||
Thou winnest swift advancement for thy servant, through hymns, Lord of Bay Steeds, which thou hast favoured. For thee with friendly succour have we battled, and when, O Indra, wilt thou grant us riches?
vāsayasīva vedhasas tvaṃ naḥ kadā na indra vacaso bubodhaḥ | astaṃ tātyā dhiyā rayiṃ suvīram pṛkṣo no arvā ny uhīta vājī ||
To us thy priests a home, as 'twere, thou givest: when, Indra wilt thou recognize our praises? May thy strong Steed, through our ancestral worship, bring food and wealth with heroes to our dwelling.
Though Nirrti the Goddess reigneth round him, Autumns with food in plenty come to Indra. With three close Friends to length of days he cometh, he whom men let not rest at home in quiet.
Promise us gifts, O Savitar: may riches come unto us in Parvata's full bounty. May the Celestial Guardian still attend us. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.