Come hither, all ye gods, come to this sacred place where the soma floweth free and fair. We summon you with voice and heart, come ye to take your share.

The wood is made alive with flame, the altar standeth bright, the butter smoketh up to heaven, the offering is prepared. Come ye, O Viśvedevas, come and join the feast.

The prayer hath been recited, the hymn is sung on high, the offering made with reverence and with skill. All ye who dwell in heaven and on the earth below, come ye to bless this worshipper and all that he doth hold.