1WITH hymns of praise their sons have told aloud the Ṛbhus' mighty deeds.     Who, all-supporting, have enjoyed the earth as, twere a mother cow.

2Bring forth the God with song divine, being Jātavedas hitherward,     To bear our gifts at once to heaven.

3He here, a God-devoted Priest, led forward comes to sacrifice.     Like a car covered for the road, he, glowing, knows, himself, the way.

4This Agni rescues from distress, as ’twere from the Immortal Race,     A God yet mightier than strength, a God who hath been made for life.