2The waters and the plants, O Indra−Varuna, had efficacious vigour, and attained to might: Ye who have gone beyond the path of middle air,−no godless man is worthy to be called your foe.

3True is your Krsa's word, Indra and Varuna: The seven holy voices pour a wave of meath. For their sake, Lords of splendour! aid the pious man who, unbewildered, keeps you ever in his thoughts.

4Dropping oil, sweet with Soma, pouring forth their stream, are the Seven Sisters in the seat of sacrifice. These, dropping oil, are yours, O Indra−Varuna: with these enrich with gifts and help the worshipper.

5To our great happiness have we ascribed to these Two Bright Ones truthfulness, great strength, and majesty. O Lords of splendour, aid us through the Three−times−Seven, as we pour holy oil, O Indra−Varuna.

6What ye in time of old Indra and Varuna, gave Rsis revelation, thought, and power of song, And places which the wise made, weaving sacrifice,−these through my spirit's fervid glow have I beheld.,

7O Indra−Varuna, grant to the worshippers cheerfulness void of pride, and wealth to nourish them. Vouchsafe us food, prosperity, and progeny, and lengthen out our days that we may see long life.