1 He hath arrived, he whom we sought with longing, who skilled in worship well knows its courses.

Let him discharge his duties of worship: let him sit down as Friend who was before us.

2 Best priest, he hath been won by being seated, for he hath looked on the well-ordered viands.

Come, let us worship Him who must be worshipped, and pouring oil, laud those who should be lauded.

3 Now hath he made the feast effective: now have we found the secret tongue of worship.

Now hath he come, sweet, robed in vital vigour, and made our calling effective.

4 This prelude of my speech I now will utter, whereby we may quell our foemen.

Eaters of strengthening food who merit honour, O ye Five Tribes, be pleased with mine offering.

5 May the Five Tribes be pleased with mine offering, and all who merit honour.

From earthly trouble may the earth protect us, and air's mid realm from woe that comes from heaven.

6 Spinning the thread, follow the region's splendid light: guard thou the pathways well which wisdom hath prepared.

Weave ye the knotless labour of the bards who sing: be Manu thou, and bring the heavenly people forth.

7 Lovers of the offering, bind the chariot traces fast: set ye the reins in order and embellish them.

Bring hitherward the car with seats where eight may sit, whereon the righteous have brought the treasure that we love.

8 Here flows Asmanvati: hold fast each other, keep yourselves up, and pass, my friends, the river.

There let us leave the powers that brought no profit, and cross the flood to what is auspicious.