a This young one I put around you,

Playing with him that is dear do ye move;

Afflict us not in birth, O ye prosperous ones;

May we rejoice in increase of wealth, in food.

b Homage to thy greatness, to thine eye,

O father of the Maruts, that do I sing;

Be propitious, with a fair sacrifice may we offer;

Be this oblation acceptable to God.

c This was the bundle of the righteous,

The germ of the waters smeared upon the plants;

The Nourisher chose a drop of the provision;

A great stone was there then for them.

d Father of calves, husband of cows,

And father too of great gulfs,

Calf, afterbirth, fresh milk, beestings,

Clotted milk, curd, ghee is his seed.

e Thee the cows chose for lordship,

Thee the Maruts, sweet singers, hailed;

Resting on the summit, the pinnacle, of lordly power,

Then O dread one to us assign wealth.

Unsuccessful is his animal offering for whom these rites are not performed; successful is the offering of him for whom they are performed.