6.1 By the impulse of God the Light-giver I take thee, with the arms of the angels, with the hands of the Nourisher. Thou art a woman. Here I cut away the necks of the evil ones. Barley art thou. Bar off from us our haters, bar our enemies.

Thee for heaven, thee for earth, thee for the welkin. Pure be the worlds, the dwelling-places of the righteous.

6.2 Thou art a leader, easy of access to the Unnetars. Know this. It will stand upon thee.

May God the Light-giver anoint thee with sweet butter. Thee for the plants laden with goodly fruitage!

Thou with thy top hast touched the sky, hast with thy middle filled the air, and steadied with thy base the earth.

6.3 Those seats of thine which we desire to visit, where there are many-horned and nimble oxen,

there, of a truth, is mightily manifested the loftiest dominion of the widely-reaching God.

I close thee in, the winner of the scholars, winner of the nobles and abundant riches.

Strengthen the scholars, strengthen thou the nobles, strengthen our vital power, strengthen our offspring.

6.4 Look ye on the works of God, whereby He, the close Friend of His servants, hath let His holy ways be seen.

6.5 The princes evermore behold that loftiest place of the All-Pervading God, shining as an eye in heaven.

6.6 Thou art invested. Heavenly hosts invest thee! Riches of men invest this Sacrificer!

Heaven-sent art thou. This is thine earthly station. Thine is the beast whose home is in the forest.

6.7 Encourager art thou. The hosts of heaven have come, the best conductors, to those who yearn.

O God the Fashioner, make the wealth of cattle quiet. Delightful to the taste be thine offerings.

6.8 Joy, wealthy ones! O Lord, save our riches.

I bind thee with the noose of holy Order, thou offering for God's sake. Bold be the slayer.

6.9 By the impulse of God the Light-giver I bind thee, with the arms of the angels and with the hands of the Nourisher, thee welcome unto God.

Thee for the waters, thee for plants. Thy mother grant thee permission, and thy father, thy brother born of one dam, thy friend, thy herd-companion. I sprinkle thee, welcome to God.

6.10 Drinker art thou of water. May the waters add sweetness to the offering prepared for God's sake, even though already sweetened.

Thy breath join the wind, thy limbs those meet for worship, the lord of the sacrifice the boon he prays for.

6.11 Balmed, both of you, with butter, guard the cattle. Grant the Sacrificer's prayer. Approach thou.

Meeting with heavenly wind, from the air's mid-region, be thou united with this offering's body.

O Great One, lead the master of the sacrifice on to a sacrifice of loftier order. All-hail to God! To God, All-hail!

6.12 Become no serpent, thou, become no viper.

Advance, unhindered, on thy way. To rivers of butter move along the paths of Order.

6.13 Bear the offering for God's sake, ye waters, celestial and pure and well-provided. May we become providers well-provided.

6.14 I cleanse thy voice, thy breath, thine eye, thine ear, thy navel, and thy feet, and thy rump.

6.15 Let thy mind, voice, and breath increase in fulness, thine eye be fuller, and thine ear grow stronger.

Whatever there is in thee sore or wounded, may that be filled for thee, cleansed and united.

Blest be the days. Plant, guard! Axe, do not harm him.

6.16 Expelled are the demons. Here I tread down; here I repel the demons; here I lead the demons into lowest darkness.

Invest, ye two, the heaven and earth with fatness.

May the wind eagerly receive the droppings. May the fire eagerly consume the butter. All-hail!

Go, both of you, by Hail consecrated, to the wind on high.

6.17 Ye waters, wash away this stain and whatsoever taint be here,

each sinful act that I have done, and every harmless curse of mine.

May the waters rid me of that guilt, and may God the Purifier set me free.

6.18 Be they united, with the mind thy mind, and with the breath thy breath.

Thou quiverest. Let the fire make thee ready. Waters have washed together all thy juices.

Thee for the wind's rush, for the speed of the Nourisher. From heated vapour may it reel and totter, the disconcerted hatred of our foemen.

6.19 Thou art the offering of the air's mid-region. All-hail!

The regions, the fore-regions, the by-regions, the intermediate and the upper regions, to all the regions Hail!

6.20 In every limb the out-breath is seated, in every limb the in-breath settled.

O God the Fashioner, let thine ample forms be blended, that what wears different shapes may be one-fashioned.

To please thee let thy friends, mother and father, rejoice over thee as thou goest, offered for God's sake.

6.21 Go to the sea. All-hail! Go to the air. All-hail! Go to God the Light-giver. All-hail!

Go thou to God the Friend and All-Seeing. All-hail! Go thou to Day and Night. All-hail!

Go to the Metres. All-hail! Go to Heaven and Earth. All-hail! Go to the sacrifice. All-hail! Go to the Bountiful. All-hail! Go to the heavenly ether. All-hail! Go to God, the Light of all men. All-hail! Bestow upon me mind and heart.

Thy smoke mount to the sky, to heaven thy lustre. Fill thou the spacious earth full with thine ashes.

6.22 Harm not the waters, do the plants no damage. From every place, O King, thence save us.

To us let waters and let plants be friendly; to him who is hostile to the truth, unfriendly.

6.23 These waters teem with sacred food: rich in that food, one longs for them.

Rich be the holy rite therein. In sacred food be the sun rich.

6.24 I set you down in the seat of the fire, whose home is indestructible.

Ye are an offering for the sake of God, the Mighty and Radiant, the Friend and All-Seeing. Ye are an offering for the sake of the Lord of all.

May waters gathered near the sun, and those wherewith the sun is joined, speed on this sacred rite of ours.

6.25 Thee for the heart, thee for the mind, thee for the heaven, thee for the sun.

Bear up erect to heaven, to God, this rite, these sacrificial calls.

6.26 Descend, O Soma, King, to all thy people. Down, unto thee, go, one and all, thy people!

May God the Radiant, with this fuel kindled, hear my calling. May the waters and the bowls be at hand; stones, as knowing the sacrifice, attend my calling. May God the Light-giver hear mine invocation. All hail!

6.27 O waters from heaven, your wave, the waters' offspring, fit for offering, potent, most delightful,

bestow it upon those who serve the Lord. All-hail!

6.28 Drawing art thou: I draw thee up that the ocean may never waste or wane.

Let waters with the waters, and the plants commingle with the plants.

6.29 O God, that man is lord of endless strength whom Thou protectest in the fight or urgest to the fray.

6.30 By the impulse of God the Light-giver I take thee, with the arms of the angels, with the hands of the Nourisher.

Free with thy gifts art thou. Perform for the sake of the Mighty God this deep, most excellently ordered worship.

With the most noble bolt I pay the worship enriched with strengthening food and milk and sweetness.

Ye are the Nigrabhyas, waters, heard by the angels: make me content.

6.31 Content my mind, content my speech, content my breath, content mine eye, content mine ear, content my soul, content my progeny, content my herds, content the troops of men about me: never may the bands of men about me suffer thirst.

6.32 For God the Mighty, attended by the Vasus and accompanied by the Rudras, thee. For God the Mighty with the Adityas, thee. For God, the Destroyer of foes, thee. Thee for the Soma-bringing Hawk. For God the Radiant, giver of plenty, thee.

6.33 O Soma, what light there is of thine in heaven, what on the earth, what in mid-air's wide region,

therewith give broad space to the Sacrificer for his enrichment; comfort thou the giver.

6.34 Auspicious are ye, conquerors of the Obstructor, formed for bestowing wealth.

Lead this sacrifice to God, ye blessed ones, and at our invitation be filled with Soma.

6.35 Be not afraid; shake not with terror. Take thou strength.

Ye two bowls, being firm, stay firm, and take ye strength.

Mishap, not Soma, hath been killed.

6.36 East, west, north, south, from every side to meet thee let the regions run.

Fill him; let the noble meet together.

6.37 Thou, verily, O Mightiest, shalt gladden mortal man.

O Bounteous Lord, there is no comforter but Thee. O Mighty God, I speak my words to Thee.