Come, O Viśvedevas! Ye who are called by a thousand names, who wear a thousand forms, who dwell in the highest heaven and in the lowliest stone—come now and receive this closing invocation. We have kindled the fire for thee. We have poured the soma for thee. We have lifted our voices in song for thee.

Indra, thou king of gods! Agni, thou tongue of the flame! Soma, thou ecstatic and sublime! Rudra, thou fearsome and merciful! Varuṇa, thou bound-maker! Mitra, thou friend! Yama, thou appointed one! Vāyu, thou swift one! Sūrya, thou golden-eyed! Come one and all.

Vastu-patni, mistress of the dwelling! Aditi, boundless mother! Rodasī, wide earth! Diti, bound-maker! Ye divine feminine ones, pour forth thy blessings upon us. Let thy grace flow as water flows, as light flows from the sun, as growth flows through the seed.

O Maruts, O Apsarases, O Gandharvas—ye mighty band, ye celestial dancers, ye singers of eternal songs—join now in the chorus of praise. Ye creatures of heaven, ye spirits of air and water, ye denizens of all the realms—hear this hymn!

We sing thy glory, O Viśvedevas! We praise thy might, thy wisdom, thy mercy. Thou art the source and sustenance of all that is. Thou art the beginning and the end. Accept this humble offering. Grant us thy blessing. Guard us from harm. Lead us ever toward truth and light. O All-Gods, eternal and victorious, hear us! Hear us! Hear us!