2Busied with sacrifice, with spotted deer and spears, gleaming upon your way with ornaments, yea, our Friends, Sitting on sacred grass, ye Sons of Bharata, drink Soma from the Potar's bowl, O Men of heaven.

3Come unto us, ye swift to listen: as at home upon the sacred grass sit and enjoy yourselves. And, Tvastar, well−content be joyful in the juice with Gods and Goddesses in gladsome company.

4Bring the Gods hither, Sage, and offer sacrifice: at the three altars seat thee willingly, O Priest. Accept for thy delight the proffered Soma meath: drink from the Kindler's bowl and fill thee with thy shar e.

5This is the strengthener of thy body's manly might: strength, victory for all time are placed within thine arms. Pressed for thee, Maghavan, it is offered unto thee: drink from the chalice of this Brahman, drink thy fill.

6Accept the sacrifice; mark both of you, my call: the Priest hath seated him after the ancient texts. My prayer that bids them come goes forth to both the Kings: drink ye the Soma meath from the Director's bowl.

7He, in whose mansion is the teeming Milch−cow, swells the Gods' nectar and cats noble viands. lle Son of Waters, gathering strength in waters, shines for his worshipper to give him treasures.

8He who in waters with his own pure Godhead shines widely, law−abiding, everlasting− The other worlds are verily his branches, and plants are born of him with all their offspring.

9The Waters' Son hath risen, and clothed in lightning ascended up unto the curled cloud's bosom; And bearing with them his supremest glory the Youthful Ones, gold−coloured, move around him.

10Golden in form is he, like gold to look on, his colour is like gold, the Son of Waters. When he is seated fresh from golden birthplace those who present their gold give food to feed him.

11This the fair name and this the lovely aspect of him the Waters' Son increase in secret. Whom here the youthful Maids together kindle, his food is sacred oil of golden colour.

12Him, nearest Friend of many, will we worship with sacrifice. and reverence and oblation. I make his back to shine, with chips provide him; t offer food and with my songs exalt him.

13The Bull hath laid his own life−germ Within them. He sucks them as an infant, and they kiss him. He, Son of Waters, of unfading colour, hadi entered here as in another's body.

14While here he dwelleth in sublimest station, resplendent with the rays that never perish, The Waters, bearing oil to feed their ofispring, flow, Youthful Ones, in wanderings about him.

15Agni, I gave good shelter to the people, and to the princes goodly preparation. Blessed is all that Gods regard with favour. Loud may we speak, with heroes, in assembly. HYMN XXXVI Various Gods. 1. WATER and milk hath he endued, sent forth to thee: the men have drained him with the filters and the stones. Drink, Indra, from the Hotar's bowlfirst right is thine−Soma hallowed and poured with Vasat and Svaha.