I — God the Radiant

1 Chant we a hymn to God while we go to worship, to Him who hears us even from afar!

2 Who from of old, in carnage, when the folk were gathered, hath preserved his household for the worshipper.

3 May that most blissful God guard our wealth and all our family, and keep us safe from pain and grief!

4 Yea, let men say, God is mighty, even He who overthroweth the wicked, He who winneth wealth in every fight!

II — God the Radiant

1 Harness, O God, Thy steeds which are most excellent! The fleet ones bring Thee rapidly.

2 Come hither, bring the righteous to us to taste the feast of worship, to receive the gift!

3 O God of the people, flame splendid with unfading might, shine forth and gleam, Eternal One!

III — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Let him, as mortal, crave this speech for him who presses of the juice! As the wise chased the niggard, so drive ye the niggard hound away.

2 The kinsman hath endued his robe even as a son is clasped in arms. He went, as lover to a dame, to take his station suitor-like.

3 That hero who produces strength, he who hath propped both worlds apart, gold-hued, hath wrapped him in the sieve to settle in his place.

IV — God the Mighty

1 Still, O Mighty, from all ancient time rivalless ever and companionless art Thou: Thou seekest friendship but in war.

2 Thou findest not the wealthy man to be Thy friend: those scorn Thee who are flown with wine. What time Thou thunderest and gatherest, then Thou, even as a father, art invoked.

V — God the Mighty

1 A thousand and a hundred steeds are harnessed to Thy golden car: yoked by devotion, O Mighty, let the long-maned bays bring Thee!

2 Yoked to Thy chariot wrought of gold, may Thy two bays with peacock tails convey Thee hither, steeds with their white backs, to receive the sweet gift that makes us eloquent!

3 So accept, Thou lover of the song, as the first receiver, of this gift. This the outpouring of the savoury sap prepared is good and meet to gladden Thee.

VI — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Press ye and pour him, like a steed, laud-worthy, speeding through the region and the flood, who swims in water, dwells in wood.

2 The Steer with thousand streams who poureth out the rain, dear to the righteous; who, born in Law, hath waxen mighty by the Law, King, and lofty ordinance.

VII — God the Radiant

1 Served with devotion, kindled, bright, through love of song, may God, bent on riches, smite the evil dead.

2 His father's father, shining in his mother's everlasting side, set on the seat of worship!

3 O active All-knowing, bring devotion that wins progeny, O God, that it may shine to heaven!

VIII — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Made pure by this man's urgent zeal and impulse, the gift hath with its juice pervaded the righteous. Pressed, singing, to the sieve it goes, as passes the leader to enclosures holding cattle.

2 Robed in fair raiment meet to wear in combat, a mighty Sage pronouncing invocations, roll onward to the press-boards as they cleanse thee, far-seeing at the feast of the righteous and watchful!

3 Dear, he is brightened on the fleecy summit, a prince among us, nobler than the noble. Roar out as thou art purified, run forward! Do ye preserve us evermore with blessings!

IX — God the Mighty

1 Come now and let us glorify the pure Lord with pure hymn! Let milk-blent juice delight Him, made stronger with pure, pure songs of praise!

2 O Mighty, come Thou pure to us, with pure assistance pure Thyself! Pure, send Thou riches down to us, and, meet for the gift, pure, rejoice!

3 O Mighty, pure, vouchsafe us wealth, and, pure, enrich the worshipper! Pure, Thou dost strike the wicked dead, and strivest pure, to win the spoil.

X — God the Radiant

1 Eager for wealth we meditate the effectual laud of God to-day, laud of the God who touches heaven.

2 May He who is guide among mankind accept our songs, and may the righteous be worshipped!

3 Thou, O God, art spread widely forth, Priest dear and excellent: through Thee men make the worship complete.

XI — The Purifying Provision of God

1 To Him, praiseworthy, sacred tones have sounded, Lord of the triple height, the life-bestower. Dwelling in wood, like a river, lavishing treasure, He distributes blessings.

2 Great conqueror, warrior girt, Lord of all heroes, flow on thy way as he who winneth riches: with sharpened arms, with swift bow, never vanquished in battle, vanquishing in fight the foemen!

3 Giving security, Lord of wide dominion, send us both heaven and earth with all their fulness! Striving to win the Dawns, the light, the waters, and cattle, call to us abundant booty!

XII — God the Mighty

1 O Mighty, Thou art far-renowned, impetuous Lord of power and might. Alone, the never-conquered guardian of mankind, Thou smitest down resistless foes.

2 As such we seek Thee now, O most wise Lord, craving Thy bounty as our share. Thy sheltering defence is like an ample cloak. So may Thy favours reach to us.

XIII — God the Radiant

1 Thee have we chosen, skilfullest in guidance, Immortal, best finisher of this holy rite.

2 The Child of the Waters, the blessed brightly-shining One, whose light is excellent: may He by worship win us in heaven the grace of the Friend, the All-Seeing, and the Floods!

XIV — God the Radiant

1 Lord of all food is he, the man whom Thou protectest in the fight, O God, and urgest to the fray.

2 Him, whosoever he may be, no one may vanquish, mighty One! Nay, very glorious wealth is his.

3 May he who dwells with all mankind conquer in fight with steeds of war, with sages may he win the spoil.

XV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Ten sisters, pouring out the rain together, the sage's quickly-moving thoughts, adorn him. Hither hath run the gold-hued child of the sun, and reached the vat like a fleet vigorous courser.

2 Even as a youngling shouting with his mothers, the bounteous Steer hath flowed along with waters. As youth to damsel, so with milk he hastens on to the settled meeting-place, the beaker.

3 Yea, swollen is the udder of the milch-cow; thither in streams comes very sapient pure one. The kine make ready, as with new-washed treasures, the head and chief with milk within the vessels.

XVI — God the Mighty

1 Accept, O Lord, of the savoury juice, and cheer Thee with our milky draught! Be, for our weal, our friend and sharer of the feast, and let Thy wisdom guard us well!

2 In Thy kind grace and favour may we still be strong: cast us not down before the foe! With manifold assistance guard and succour us, and establish us in Thy good-will!

XVII — The Purifying Provision of God

1 The three-times seven milch-kine in the loftiest heaven have for this gift poured the genuine milky draught. Four other beauteous creatures hath he made for his adornment when he waxed in strength through holy rites.

2 Enjoying lovely everlasting drink 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 of the righteous.

3 May those his brilliant rays be ever free from death, inviolate for both classes of created things—rays wherewith powers of men and angels are purified! Yea, even for this have sages welcomed him as King.

XVIII — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Lauded with song, to feast him, flow to the Wind, flow purified to the All-Seeing and the Friend! Flow to the song-inspiring car-borne hero, to the Mighty, Him who wields the thunder!

2 Pour on us garments that shall clothe us meetly, send, purified, milch-kine, abundant yielders! Send us chariot-drawing horses that they may bring us treasures bright and golden!

3 Send to us in a stream celestial riches, send us when thou art cleansed, what earth containeth, so that thereby we may acquire possessions and the wisdom of the righteous!

XIX — God the Mighty

1 When Thou, unequalled Bountiful, wast manifest to smite the wicked dead, Thou spreadest out the spacious earth and didst support and prop the heavens.

2 Then was the worship produced for Thee, the laud, and song of joy. In might Thou art above this All, all that now is and yet shall be.

3 Raw kine Thou filledst with ripe milk. Thou madest the sun rise to heaven. Heat him as milk is heated with pure hymns, great joy to him who loves the song!

XX — God the Mighty

1 Rejoice: Thy glory hath been exalted, Lord of bay steeds! as 'twere the bowl's enlivening drink. Thine, Steer, is the pure, the Strong, best winner of a thousand spoils.

2 Let our offering, most excellent, exhilarating, come to Thee, victorious, bringing gain, immortal conquering in fight!

3 Thou, hero, winner of the spoil, urgest to speed the car of man. Burn, like a vessel with the flame, the man without worship, conqueror!