1 The three times seven milch-kine in the eastern heaven have for this offering poured the genuine milky draught.

Four other beauteous creatures hath he made for his adornment, when he waxed in strength through holy rites.

2 Longing for lovely immortality, by his wisdom he divided, each apart from other, earth and heaven.

He gladly wrapped himself in the most lucid floods, when through their glory they found the resting-place.

3 May those his brilliant rays be ever free from death, inviolate, for both classes of created things,

Rays wherewith the powers of men and angels are purified. Yea, even for this have sages welcomed him as king.

4 While he is adorned by the ten skilful ones, he looks on both races as Beholder of mankind,

While he is watching o'er the ways of lovely immortality.

5 While he is adorned to stream forth mighty strength, he rejoices in his place between the earth and heaven.

The Steer dispels the evil-hearted with his might, aiming at offerings as an archer at the game.

6 Beholding, as it were, Two Mother Cows, the Steer goes sounding on his way even as the winds roar.

Knowing Eternal Law, the earliest light of heaven, he, passing wise, was chosen out to tell it forth.

7 The fearful Bull is sounding with violent might, far-sighted, sharpening his yellow-coloured horns.

The juice assumes its seat in the well-fashioned place: the cowhide and the sheepskin are his ornament.

8 Bright, making pure his body free from spot and stain, on the sheep's back the Golden-coloured hath flowed down.

Acceptable to the Friend, the Guardian and the All-Seeing, he is prepared as a threefold meal by skilful men.

9 Flow on for the banquet of the righteous, as a Steer, and enter the heart of the Mighty, the reservoir.

Bear us beyond misfortune ere we be oppressed: the man who knows the land directs the man who asks.

10 Urged like a car-steed flow to strength: flow onward to the throat of the Mighty.

Skilled, bear us past, as in a boat o'er water: as a battling hero save us from the foeman.