O Uṣas! Dawn-goddess! Thou radiant one! Thou dost break forth from the darkness with thy crimson chariot. Gold and scarlet stream across the eastern sky. Thou art clothed in light. Thy beauty is terrible and magnificent.

Night hath fled before thee. The stars withdraw. The darkness scattereth like smoke. Thou ridest forth upon thy chariot, adorned with gold and precious stones. Thy horses leap forward with eager hooves. All the world awaketh at thy coming.

Thou art the herald of the sun. Thou preparest the way for Sūrya the golden one. Thy light faileth not. Every day thou comest forth, ever fresh, ever radiant, ever new. The creatures of darkness cower before thee. The birds cry out their joy at thy approach.

O Uṣas! Thou art the mother of all days! Each dawn thou art born anew. Each morning thou renewest the world. Thou bringest hope to the weary. Thou shinest upon the righteous and the wicked alike. Thy impartiality is absolute. Thy beauty is without peer.

We honor thee, O goddess! We greet thee with uplifted hands. We pour the soma before thee. We sing thy praises. Grant us the courage to face the day. Grant us the wisdom to use the hours thou givest us. Let thy light chase away the shadows of our hearts. O Uṣas! O dawn-goddess! Be merciful unto us. Lead us toward the light. Bless us as thou passest overhead!