I — The Purifying Provision of God

1 As leader of the song, flow onward with thy wondrous aid for holy lore of every sort!

2 Do thou as leader of the song, stirring the waters of the sea, flow onward, known to all mankind!

3 O Sage, these worlds stand ready to enhance thy might: the milch-kine run for thy behoof.

II — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Flow on, a mighty juice; glorify us among the folk: drive all our enemies away!

2 And in thy friendship, most sublime and glorious, may we subdue all those who war with us!

3 Those awful weapons which thou hast, sharpened at point to strike men down—guard us therewith from every foe!

III — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Thou art strong and bright, potent with potent sway.

2 Steer-strong thy might is like a steer's, steer-strong the wood, steer-strong the juice: a steer indeed, O Steer, art thou.

3 As a vigorous horse thou hast neighed together steeds and kine: unbar for us the doors to wealth!

IV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 For thou art strong by splendour: we, O Purifier, call on thee, the brilliant looker on the light.

2 When thou art sprinkled with the streams, thou reachest, purified by men, thy dwelling in the wooden vat.

3 Do thou, rejoicing, nobly-armed! pour upon us heroic strength. Come thou hitherward!

V — The Purifying Provision of God

1 We seek to win thy friendly love, even the purifier's flowing o'er the limit of the cleansing sieve.

2 With those same waves which in their stream o'erflow the purifying sieve, be gracious unto us!

3 Being purified, bring us from all sides—for thou canst—riches and food with hero sons!

VI — God the Radiant

1 God we choose as helper, skilled performer of this holy rite, possessor of all wealth.

2 With constant calls they invoke the Lord of the house, the bearer of offerings, much-beloved.

3 Bring the righteous hither, O God, for him who trims the sacred grass: Thou art our Guide, meet for praise!

VII — God the Friend and the All-Seeing

1 The Friend and the All-Seeing we call to accept the gift, those born endowed with holy strength.

2 Those who by Law uphold the Law, Lords of the shining light of Law, the Friend I call, and the All-Seeing.

3 Let the All-Seeing be our chief defence, let the Friend guard us with all aids, both make us rich exceedingly!

VIII — God the Mighty

1 The Mighty the singers with high praise, the Mighty reciters with their lauds, the Mighty the choirs have glorified.

2 The Mighty is close to his two bays, with chariot ready at his word, the Mighty the golden, thunder-armed.

3 Help us in battles, O Mighty, in battles where thousand spoils are gained, with awful aids, O awful One!

4 The Mighty raised up the son aloft in heaven, that he may see afar: He burst the mountain for the kine.

IX — God the Mighty and the Radiant

1 To the Mighty and the Radiant we bring reverence high and holy hymn, and, craving help, soft words with prayer.

2 For all these holy singers thus implore these twain to succour them, and priests that they may win them strength.

3 Eager to laud you, we with songs invoke you, bearing sacred food, fain for success in worship.

X — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Flow onward, mighty with thy stream, inspiriting the angels' Lord, winning all riches with thy power!

2 I send thee forth to battle from the press, O Purifier, strong, sustainer, looker on the light!

3 Acknowledged by this song of mine, flow, tawny-coloured, with thy stream: incite to battle thine ally!

XI — The Purifying Provision of God

1 A Red Bull bellowing to the kine, thou goest, causing the heavens and earth to roar and thunder. A shout is heard like the Mighty's in the battle: thou flowest on, sending this voice before thee.

2 Swelling with milk, abounding in sweet juices, urging the sweet-rich plant thou goest onward. Making loud clamour, thou flowest when thou art effused for the Mighty.

3 So flow thou on inspiriting, for rapture, turning the weapon of the water's holder! Flow to us wearing thy resplendent colour, effused and eager for the kine.

XII — God the Mighty

1 That we may win us wealth and power we poets, verily, call on Thee: in war men call on Thee, hero's Lord, in the steed's race-course call on Thee.

2 As such, O wonderful, whose hand holds thunder, praised as mighty, Caster of the Stone! Pour on us boldly, O Mighty, kine and chariot-steeds, ever to be the conqueror's strength!

XIII — God the Mighty

1 To you will I sing the praise of Him who gives good gifts, as well we know; the praise of the Bountiful who, rich in treasure, aids His singers with wealth thousandfold.

2 As with a hundred hosts, He rushes boldly on, and for the giver slays his foes. As from a mountain flow the water-brooks, thus flow His gifts who feedeth many a one.

XIV — God the Mighty

1 O Thunderer, zealous worshippers gave Thee this time yesterday: so, O Mighty, listen here to him who offers lauds: come near unto our dwelling-place!

2 Lord of bay steeds, fair-helmed, rejoice Thee: Thee we seek. Here the disposers wait on Thee. Thy glories, meet for praise! are highest by the gift, O Mighty, lover of the song.

XV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Flow onward with that juice of thine most excellent, that brings delight, slaying the wicked, dear to the righteous!

2 Killing the foeman and his hate, and daily winning spoil and strength, gainer art thou of steeds and kine.

3 Red-hued, be blended with the milk that seems to yield its lovely breast, falcon-like resting in thine home!

XVI — The Purifying Provision of God

1 As the Nourisher, as Fortune, the Giver of portions, comes this gift while they make it pure. The Lord of all the multitude hath looked upon the earth and heaven.

2 The dear cows sang in joyful mood together to the gladdening drink. The drops as they are purified make the paths.

3 O Purifier, bring the juice, the mightiest, worthy to be famed, which the Five Tribes have over them, whereby we may win opulence!

XVII — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Far-seeing it flows, the Steer, the Lord of hymns, the furtherer of days, of mornings, and of heaven. Breath of the rivers, he hath roared into the jars, and with the help of sages entered the heart of the Mighty's servant.

2 On, with the sages, flows the poet on his way, and guided by the men, hath streamed into the vats. He hath caused the sweetness to flow, increasing the strength of the Wind to make him the friend of the Mighty.

3 He, being purified, hath made the mornings shine, and it is he who gave the rivers room to flow. Making the three-times seven pour out the milky stream, the cheerer yields whate'er the heart finds sweet.

XVIII — God the Mighty

1 For so Thou art the brave man's friend; a hero, too, art Thou, and strong: so may Thy heart be won to us!

2 So hath the offering, wealthiest Lord, been paid by all the worshippers. So dwell Thou, O Mighty, even with us!

3 Be not Thou like a slothful priest, O Lord of spoil and strength: rejoice in the gift blent with milk!

XIX — God the Mighty

1 All sacred songs have magnified the Mighty, expansive as the sea, best of all warriors borne on cars, the Lord of heroes, Lord of strength.

2 Lord of might, O Mighty, may we ne'er, strong in Thy friendship, be afraid! We glorify with praises Thee, the never conquered conqueror.

3 The gifts of the Mighty from of old, His saving succours never fail, when to His worshippers He gives the boon of booty rich in kine.