1 Pour hitherward, O Lord, wealth in thousands and heroic strength,

And keep renown secure for us.

2 Thou makest food and vigour swell for the faithful, best of gladdeners!

Within the cups thou seatest thee.

3 Poured in praise of the Mighty and All-Pervading One, the sap hath flowed into the jar:

May it be found rich in sweets.

4 These Somas swift and brown of hue, in stream of solemn devotion

Have flowed through twisted obstacles,

5 Performing every noble work, active, augmenting the strength of the faithful,

Driving away the godless ones.

6 Brown Soma-drops, effused, that seek their appropriate place

Flow through the region hitherward.

7 Flow onward with that stream wherewith God gave the Sun light,

Urging on waters good to men.

8 God, high o'er man, yoked the Sun's courser Etasa

To travel through the realm of air.

10 Hence, singers, pour the gladdening juice, to the glory of the Mighty One,

Pour the drops upon the fleecy cloth.

11 O Lord, find wealth for us not to be assailed,

Wealth which the foeman may not win.

12 Send riches hither with thy stream in thousands, both of steeds and kine,

Send spoil of war and high renown.

13 The sap, expressed with stones, floweth on its way like the Sun's rays,

Pouring the juice within the jar.

14 These brilliant drops have poured for us, in stream of solemn devotion,

Worshipful laws and strength in kine.

15 Over the cleansing sieve have flowed the Somas, blent with curdled milk,

Effused for the Thunder-armed Mighty One.

16 Do thou most rich in sweets, a gladdening drink most dear to the righteous,

Flow to the sieve to bring us wealth.

17 For the Mighty One, living men adorn the Tawny Courser in the streams,

The giver of delight.

18 Pour for us wealth in gold, in horses and heroic sons,

Bring hither strength in herds of kine.

19 For the Mighty One pour ye on the fleece him very sweet to taste, who longs

For battle as it were in war.

20 The singers, seeking help, adorn the Sage who must be decked with songs:

Loud bellowing the Steer comes on.

21 The singers with their thoughts and hymns have, in the stream of devotion,

Caused the active Steer to roar.

22 O Lord, working with mankind, flow on; thy gladdening juice goes forth:

Mount upward as Law commands.

23 O Purifier, thou pourest out wealth that brings renown:

Enter the lake, as one we love.

24 Thou flowest chasing foes and bringing wisdom and delight:

Drive off the folk who love not God.

25 The Purifiers have been poured, the brilliant drops of Soma juice,

For holy lore of every kind.

26 The Purifiers have been shed, the beautiful swift Soma-drops,

Driving all enemies afar.

27 From heaven, from out the firmament, the Purifier hath been effused

Upon the summit of the earth.

28 O Lord, very wise, drive, being purified, with thy stream

All foes, all evildoers away.

29 Driving the evildoers afar, bellowing, pour for us

Most excellent and splendid strength.

30 Do thou secure for us the treasures of the earth and heaven,

All boons to be desired.