1 At dawn let God, much-beloved guest of the house, be glorified; Immortal who delights in all offerings brought by mortal men.

2 For Dvita who receives through wealth of native strength maimed offerings, Thy praiser even gains at once the gifts, O Immortal One.

3 Nobles, with song I call that car of yours that shines with lengthened life, for, God who givest steeds! that car hither and thither goes unharmed.

4 They who have varied ways of thought, who guard the lauds within their lips, and strew the grass before the light, have decked themselves with high renown.

5 Immortal One, give the chiefs, heroes who institute the rite, heroes' illustrious, lofty fame, who at the assembly met for praise presented me with fifty steeds.