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2 Well have they eaten and rejoiced; the friends have risen and passed away. 3 Maghavan, we will reverence thee who art so fair to look upon. 4 He will in very truth ascend the powerful car that finds the kine, 5 Let, Lord of Hundred Powers, thy Steeds be harnessed on the right and left. 6 With holy prayer I yoke thy long−maned pair of Bays: come hitherward; thou holdest them in both thy

2 Savitar's own supremacy, most glorious and beloved of all, 3 For Savitar who is Bhaga shall send riches to his worshipper. 4 Send us this day, God Savitar, prosperity with progeny. 5 Savitar, God, send far away all sorrows and calamities, 6 Sinless in sight of Aditi through the God Savitar's influence, 7 We with our hymns this day elect the general God, Lord of the good, 8 He who for ever vigilant precedes these Twain, the Day and Night, 9 He who gives glory unto all these living creatures with the song,

2 Him who with might of both his arms brake nine−and−ninety castles down, 3 This Indra is our gracious Friend. He sends us in a full broad stream 4 Whatever, Vrtra−slayer! thou, Surya, hast risen upon to−day, 5 When, Mighty One, Lord of the brave, thou thinkest thus, I shall not die, 6 Thou, Indra, goest unto all Soma libations shed for thee, 7 We make this Indra very strong to strike the mighty Vrtra dead: 8 Indra was made for giving, set, most mighty, o'er the joyous draught. 9 By song as 'twere, the powerful bolt which none may parry was prepared 10 Indra, Song−lover, lauded, make even in the wilds fair ways for us, 11 Thou whose commandment and behest of sovran sway none disregards, 12 And both these Goddesses, Earth, Heaven, Lord of the beauteous helm! revere 13 Thou in the black cows and the red and in the cows with spotted skin 14 When in their terror all the Gods shrank from the Dragon's furious might, 15 Then he was my Defender, then, Invincible, whose foe is not, 16 Him your best Vrtra−slayer, him the famous Champion of mankind 17 To come, Much−lauded!

Many−named with this same thought that longs for milk, 18 Much−honoured by libations, may the Vrtra−slayer wake for us: 19 O Hero, with that aid dost thou delight us, with what succour bring 20 With whose libation joys the Strong, the Hero with his team who quells 21 Rejoicing in thy spirit bring thousandfold opulence to us: 22 These juices with their wedded wives flow to enjoyment lovingly: 23 Presented strengthening gifts have sent Indra away at sacrifice, 24 These two who share his feast, Bay Steeds with golden manes, shall bring him to 25 For thee, O Lord of Light, are shed these Soma−drops, and grass is strewn 26 May Indra give thee skill, and lights of heaven, wealth to his votary 27 O Satakratu, wondrous strength and all our lauds I bring to thee: 28 Bring to us all things excellent, O Satakratu, food and strength: 30 Bearing the Soma juice we call, best Vrtra−slayer, unto thee: 31 Come, Lord of rapturous, joys, to our libation with thy Bay Steeds, come 32 Known as best Vrtra−slayer erst, as Indra Satakratu, come 33 O Vrtra−slayer, thou art he who drinks these drops of Soma: come 34 May Indra give, to aid us, wealth handy that rules the Skilful Ones:

3 Parjanya is the Father of the Mighty Bird: on mountains, in earth's centre hath he made his home. 4 Thou givest pleasure as a wife delights her lord. Listen, O Child of Pajri, for to thee I speak. 5 As to the men of old thou camest, Indu unharmed, to strengthen, winning hundreds, thousands,

3 Father who made us, he who, as Disposer, knoweth all races and all things existing, 4 To him in sacrifice they offered treasures,−Rsis of old, in numerous troops, as singers, 5 That which is earlier than this earth and heaven, before the Asuras and Gods had being,− 6 The waters, they received that germ primeval wherein the Gods were gathefed all together. 7 Ye will not find him who produced these creatures: another thing hath risen up among you.

2 Manyu was Indra, yea, the God, was Manyu, Manyu was Hotar, Varuna, Jatavedas. 3 Come hither, Manyu, mightier tham the mighty; chase, with thy fervour for ally, our foemen. 4 For thou art, Manyu, of surpassing vigour, fierce, queller of the foe, and self−existent, 5 I have departed, still without a portion, wise God! according to thy will, the Mighty. 6 Come hither. I am all thine own; advancing turn thou to me, Victorious, All−supporter! 7 Approach, and on my right hand hold thy station: so shall we slay a multitude of foemen.