May auspicious powers come to us from every side, never deceived, unhindered, and victorious, That the Gods ever be with us for our gain, our daily guardians, unceasing in their care.
May the auspicious favour of the Gods be ours, may the righteous Gods bestow their bounty upon us. The friendship of the Gods we seek devoutly; may they extend our life, that we may live.
We call them hither with an ancient hymn, Bhaga, the friendly Daksha, Mitra, Aditi, Aryaman, Varuna, Soma, the Aśvins. May Sarasvati, auspicious, grant us happiness.
May the Wind carry to us that pleasant medicine, may Earth our Mother give it, and our Father Heaven, And the joy-giving stones that press the Soma’s juice. Aśvins, may ye, for whom our spirits long, hear this.
Him we invoke for aid who reigns supreme, the Lord of all that stands or moves, inspirer of the soul, That Pūṣan may promote the increase of our wealth, our keeper and our guard, infallible for our good.
Illustrious far and wide, may Indra prosper us: may Pūṣan prosper us, the Master of all wealth. May Tārkṣya with unbroken wings prosper us: Bṛhaspathi grant us prosperity.
The Maruts, Sons of Pṛśni, borne by spotted steeds, moving in glory, often visiting holy rites, Sages whose tongue is Agni, brilliant as the Sun—let all the Gods for our protection come.
Gods, may we with our ears listen to what is good, and with our eyes see what is good, ye Holy Ones. With limbs and bodies firm may we extoll you and attain the term of life appointed by the Gods.
A hundred autumns stand before us, O ye Gods, within whose space ye bring our bodies to decay; Within whose space our sons become fathers in turn. Break not in the midst our course of fleeting life.
Aditi is the heaven, Aditi is mid-air, Aditi is the Mother and the Sire and Son. Aditi is all Gods, Aditi five-classed men, Aditi all that has been born and shall be born.