1 Obeying the dear wish of God, these Soma juices have flowed forth, Increasing heroic might.

2 Laid in the bowl, pure-flowing on, may

These give us great heroic strength.

3 O Lord, as this sap is purified, incline Thy bounty to us,

At the place of worship.

4 The ten swift fingers deck thee forth, seven ministers impel thee on:

The sages have rejoiced in thee.

5 When through the filter thou art poured, we clothe thee with a robe of milk

To be a gladdening draught for the righteous.

6 When purified within the jars, bright-red and golden-hued,

The sap hath clothed itself with a robe of milk.

7 Flow on to us and make us rich. Drive all our enemies away.

O sap, flow to thy friends.

8 Send down the rain from heaven, O Lord, a stream of opulence from earth. Give us victory in war.

9 May we obtain thee, gift of the Mighty One, who viewest men and findest light,

Gain thee, and progeny and food.