Do not slight Varuṇa, Aryaman, or Mitra, Bhṛkṣu, Indra, Āyu, or the Maruts, When we proclaim among the congregation the virtues of the strong Horse, God-born.
When they bear before the Horse, adorned with trappings and wealth, the grasped offering, The dappled goat goes straight ahead, bleating, to the place dear to Indra and Pūṣan.
Beloved by all Gods, this goat, Pūṣan’s share, is led first by the vigorous Horse, While Tvaṣṭar sends it forward with the Charger, acceptable for sacrifice, to glory.
When three men lead the Horse to the Gods as fitting offering, The goat follows, Pūṣan’s share, and announces the sacrifice to the Gods.
Invoker, ministering priest, atoner, fire-kindler Soma-presser, sage, reciter, With this well-ordered sacrifice, well-completed, fill full the channels of the rivers.
The post-cutters and those who carry it, and those who carve the knob to deck the Horse’s stake; Those who prepare the cooking-vessels for the Horse—may the approving help of these promote our work.
Forth, for the regions of the Gods, the Charger with its smooth back comes, my prayer attends him. In him rejoice the singers and the sages. We have a good friend for the Gods’ feast.
May the fleet Horse’s reins and heel-ropes, the headstall and girths and cords around him. And the grass put within his mouth to feed him—among the Gods, too, let all these be with you.
What part of the Horse’s flesh the fly has eaten, or is left stuck to the post or hatchet, Or to the slayer’s hands and nails adheres—among the Gods, too, may all this be with you.
Undigested steam from his belly, and any smell of raw flesh remaining, Let the immolators set in order and dress the sacrifice with perfect cooking.
What from your body, roasted with fire, when you are placed on the spit, Let not that lie on earth or grass unattended, but to the longing Gods let all be offered.
Those who notice the Horse is ready call out and say, the smell is good;