Great Indra, lord of thunder, who dost shake the skies with thy resounding voice, come thou and take the soma here prepared for thee. Thy deeds are sung by every man from east to west.

Agni, the golden messenger, the tongue of gods, who feedest on the sacred wood and drinkest in the butter's stream, accept our offering and bear it up to heaven on high.

Soma, the wise and holy one, the healer of all ills, the plant that groweth in the mountains high, ye whom the gods do love, ye whom the sages praise, come thou and fill our vessels with thy healing draught.

Varuṇa, the all-seeing one, who watcheth from the sky, whose eye doth pierce the darkness and discovereth all deeds, accept our hymn and grant us grace and thy protection sure.

Viṣṇu, the mighty one whose strides do measure out the earth and heaven both, who holdeth all the worlds within his hands, we call on thee to bless us with thy sovereign might and strength.

Mitra, the gentle lord, the friend of all mankind, who bindeth all the world in bonds of truth and love, come thou and smile upon us and our enterprise.

Tvaṣṭṛ, the shaper of all forms, the craftsman of the gods, who fashioned every creature that doth live and breathe, we praise thee for thy wisdom and thy mighty hands.

Pūṣan, the nourisher, the keeper of the way, who guideth all the travelers and the wanderers lost, come thou and lead us safe unto the journey's end.

The Aśvins twain, the healers swift, the lords of dawn and dew, ye who do rescue all the lost and heal the weak, accept our song and grant us vigor and good health.

Ye Viśvedevas, all of you, the mighty host of heaven and earth, accept this offering made with reverence and care, and grant unto this people all prosperity and peace eternal.