We call upon Brahmaṇaspati, the lord of prayer and sacred speech!
Thou art the priest of the immortal gods; thou art the keeper of the word.
The god who guideth all the sacrifices; who dwelleth in the Soma's heart.
Receive our praise, O mighty one; accept the gifts we now present.

Brahmaṇaspati, thy name meaneth "lord of the sacred words most sacred."
Thou art the grammarian of the gods; thou knowest every word and every phrase.
The ṛṣis study under thee; the poets learn from thy instruction.
Without thee, no prayer would bear its fruit; no sacrifice would find its mark.

Thou art the friend of Indra; thou art his counselor in every thing.
When battles rage and demons rise, thy wisdom guideth the god.
Thou speakest with authority; the gods do heed thy every word.
Thou makest known the will of heaven unto the mortal men below.

The power of the sacred word—the mantra—floweth forth from thee.
When spoken with the proper tone and with the proper intention held,
The word can heal or harm, can bless or curse, can bind or free.
O Brahmaṇaspati, thou art the master of this sacred power.

At the sacrifice, thou art present in the priest's most solemn intonation.
Thy wisdom guideth every gesture; thy knowledge underlieth every act.
The ritual performed correctly pleaseth the gods; the ritual done wrong brings woe.
Therefore we must honor thee, the lord and keeper of the sacred art.

We offer thee our reverence and our respect and our deep gratitude.
Teach us the proper words to speak; guide us in our sacred rites.
Let our prayers reach up to heaven; let our sacrifices please the gods.
O Brahmaṇaspati, be ever present in our hearts and on our lips.