1 We have o'erpassed the limit of this darkness while, worshipping God, we sang His praises.

The song invoketh both the far-reaching healers, born of old, great wonder-workers.

2 And, O healers, man's dear priest is seated, who brings to worship and offers devotion.

Be near and accept the pleasant gift, O healers: with food, I call you to the gatherings.

3 We choosing you, have let our worship follow its course: ye Steers, accept this hymn with favour.

Obeying you as your appointed servant, Vasistha singing hath with lauds aroused you.

4 And these Two Priests come nigh unto our people, united, demon-slayers, mighty-handed.

The gifts that exhilarate are mingled. Injure us not, but come with happy fortune.

5 Come from the west, come from the east, healers, come from below and from above us.

Bring wealth from all sides for the Fivefold People. Preserve us evermore with blessings.