FLOW for Vâchaspati, cleansed by hands from the two off-shoots of the Bull.

Flow pure, a Deity thyself, for Deities whose share thou art.

2Sweeten the freshening draughts we drink. Soma, whatever name thou hast, unconquerable, giving life, To that thy Soma, Soma! Hail!

3Self-made art thou from all the Powers that are in heaven and on the earth. May the Mind win thee, thee, All-hail! for Sûrya, O thou nobly-born. Thee for the Deities who sip light-atoms. Truly fulfilled, O Plant divine, be that for which I pray to thee. With ruin falling from above may So-and-So be smitten, crash! Thee for out-breathing, thee for breath diffused!

4Taken upon a base art thou. Hold in, Rich Lord! be Soma’s guard. Be thou protector of our wealth: win strengthening food by sacrifice.

5The heaven and spacious earth I lay within thee, I lay within thee middle air’s wide region. Accordant with the Gods lower and higher, Rich Lord, rejoice thee in the Antaryâma. O Self-made art thou... light-atoms (verse 3 repeated). Thee for the upward breath.

7O Vâyu, drinker of the pure, be near us: a thousand teams are thine, All-bounteous Giver. To thee the rapture-giving juice is offered, whose first draught, God, thou takest as thy portion.

8These, Indra-Vâyu! have been shed; come for our offered dainties’ sake: The drops are yearning for you both. Taken upon a base art thou. For Vâyu, Indra-Vâyu, thee. This is thy home. Thee for the close-knit friends.

9This Soma hath been shed for you, Law-strengtheners, Mitra-Varuna! Here listen ye to this my call. Taken upon a base art thou. For Mitra thee, for Varuna.

10May we, possessing much, delight in riches, Gods in oblation, and the kine in pasture; And that Milch-cow who shrinks not from the milking, O Indra-Varuna, give to us daily. This is thy home. Thee for the righteous Twain.

11Distilling honey is your whip, Asvins, and full of pleasantness: Sprinkle therewith the sacrifice. Taken upon a base art thou. Thee for the Asvins. This is thy home. Thee for the Honey-lovers.

12Thou in the first old time, as all were wont, so now drawest from him, light-finder, throned on sacred grass, Preeminence and strength, from him turned hither, swift, roaring, who winneth those whereby thou waxest strong. Taken upon a base art thou. Thee for Sanda. This is thy home. Protect thou manly power. Sanda hath been removed, may Deities who drink the pure libation lead thee forward. Invincible art thou.

13Well stored with heroes and begetting heroes, with growth of wealth surround the Sacrificer. The Bright, conjoined with Heaven and with Earth, with the brightly-shining one. Expelled is Sanda. Thou art Sukra’s dwelling.

14May we, O radiant Soma, be the keepers of thine uninjured strength and growth of riches. This is the first all-bounteous Consecration: he the first, Varuna, Mitra, and Agni.

15He is the first Brihaspati, the Prudent. Offer ye juice with Svâhâ!