1 As 'twere the name of father, easy to invoke, we all assembled here invoke this car of yours,

Your swiftly-rolling circumambient car which he who worships must invoke at eve and dawn.

2 Awake all pleasant strains and let the hymns flow forth: raise up abundant fulness: this is our desire.

Bestow on us a glorious heritage, and give our princes treasure fair as a gift of God.

3 Ye are the bliss of her who groweth old at home, and helpers of the slow although he linger last.

Men call you too healers of the blind, the thin and feeble, and the man with broken bones.

4 Ye made Cyavana, weak and worn with length of days, young again, like a car, that he had power to move.

Ye lifted up the son of Tugra from the floods. At our offerings must all these your acts be praised.

5 We will declare among the folk your ancient deeds heroic; yea, ye were healers bringing health.

You who must be lauded will we bring for aid, so that this foe of ours may believe.

6 Listen to me, O healers; I have cried to you. Give me your aid as sire and mother aid their son.

Poor, without kin or friend or ties of blood am I. Save me before it be too late, from this my curse.

7 Ye, mounted on your chariot, brought to Vimada the comely maid of Purumitra as a bride.

Ye came unto the calling of the weakling's dame, and granted noble offspring to the happy wife.

8 Ye gave again the vigour of his youthful life to the sage Kali when old age was coming nigh.

Ye rescued Vandana and raised him from the pit, and in a moment gave Vispala power to move.

9 Ye Twain, endowed with manly strength, brought forth Rebha when hidden in the cave and well-nigh dead,

Freed Saptavadhri, and for Atri caused the pit heated with fire to be a pleasant resting-place.

10 On Pedu ye bestowed a courser white, mighty with nine-and-ninety varied gifts of strength,

A horse to be renowned, who bore his friend at speed, joy-giving, to be invoked of men.

11 From no side, ye Two whom none may check or stay, doth grief, distress, or danger come upon the man

Whom, swift to hear, borne on your glowing path, ye make the foremost in the race.

12 Come on that Chariot which skilled workers wrought for you, the Chariot that is speedier than thought,

At harnessing whereof the Daughter of Heaven springs to birth, and auspicious Night and Day appear.

13 Come, Conquerors of the sundered mountain, to our home, ye who made the cow stream milk for Sayu's sake,

Ye who delivered even from the wolf's deep throat and set again at liberty the swallowed quail.

14 We have prepared this laud for you, and, like the Bhrgus, as a car have framed it,

Have decked it as a maid to meet the bridegroom, and brought it as a son, our stay for ever.