With hymns I call you, when the Sun hath risen, Mitra, and Varuna whose thoughts are holy, Whose Power Divine, supreme and everlasting, comes with good heed at each man's supplication.
ता हि देवानाम् असुरा ताव् अर्या ता नः क्षितीः करतम् ऊर्जयन्तीः । अश्याम मित्रावरुणा वयं वां द्यावा च यत्र पीपयन्न् अहा च ॥
tā hi devānām asurā tāv aryā tā naḥ kṣitīḥ karatam ūrjayantīḥ | aśyāma mitrāvaruṇā vayaṃ vāṃ dyāvā ca yatra pīpayann ahā ca ||
For they are Asuras of Gods, the friendly make, both of you, our lands exceeding fruitful. May we obtain you, Varuna and Mitra, wherever Heaven and Earth and days may bless us.
tā bhūripāśāv anṛtasya setū duratyetū ripave martyāya | ṛtasya mitrāvaruṇā pathā vām apo na nāvā duritā tarema ||
Bonds of the sinner, they bear many nooses: the wicked mortal hardly may escape them. Varuna-Mitra, may your path of Order bear us o'er trouble as a boat o'er waters.
आ नो मित्रावरुणा हव्यजुष्टिं घृतैर् गव्यूतिम् उक्षतम् इळाभिः । प्रति वाम् अत्र वरम् आ जनाय पृणीतम् उद्नो दिव्यस्य चारोः ॥
ā no mitrāvaruṇā havyajuṣṭiṃ ghṛtair gavyūtim ukṣatam iḷābhiḥ | prati vām atra varam ā janāya pṛṇītam udno divyasya cāroḥ ||
Come, taste our offering, Varuna and Mitra: bedew our pasture wil sweet food and fatness. Pour down in plenty here upon the people the choicest of your fair celestial water.
To you this laud, O Varuna and Mitra, is offered, like bright Soma juice to Vayu. Favour our songs of praise, wake thought and spirit. Preserve us evermore, ye Gods, with blessings.