2Let not man's guile annoy us, secret or by day: give not us up a prey to these calamities. Sever not thou our friendship: think thereon for us. This, with a heart that longs for bliss, we seek from th ee.

3Bring hither with benignant mind the willing Cow teeming with plenteous milk, full, inexhaustible. O thou invoked by many, day by day I urge thee with my word, a charger rapid in his tread.

4With eulogy I call on Raka swift to hear may she, auspicious, hear us, and herself observe. With never−breaking needle may she sew her work, and give a hero son most wealthy, meet for praise.

5All thy kind thoughts, O Raka, lovely in their form, wherewith thou grantest wealth to him who offers gifts− With these come thou to us this day benevolent, O Blessed One, bestowing food of thousand sorts.

6O broad−tressed Sinivali, thou who art the Sister of the Gods, Accept the offered sacrifice, and, Goddess, grant us progeny.

7With lovely fingers, lovely arms, prolific Mother of many sons− Present the sacred gifts to her, to Sinlivali Queen of men.

8Her, Sinivali, her, Gungu, her, Raka, her, Sarasvati, Indrani to mine aid I call, and Vartunani for my wea l.