O worshipful Ādityas, your wondrous powers are many and great. You set forth snares for our enemies, but as a horse breaks free with its chariot, so may your devotees be released unharmed, finding wide shelter beneath your protection. Generous Varuṇa, beloved and bountiful king, let us not encounter ruin or misfortune. Guard our wealth from loss through ill conduct, and grant that, in the assembly, we may speak nobly and with strength. Behold the radiance of the wise Āditya, sovereign of the sun, who by his greatness brings all things to rest. Gentle and divine, he is ever worshipped, and I seek the abundant fame of Varuṇa, the upholder of order. May we be blessed under your rule, Varuṇa, delighting in your praise. As fires follow the rich dawns, so may we approach you day by day, never growing old, always renewed in your grace. Under your protection, O Varuṇa, leader of many heroes and widely renowned, may we find favor, you flawless sons of Aditi, worthy gods. It is the Āditya, the creator, who has sent forth the rivers; by Varuṇa’s order they flow, untiring and unceasing, circling swiftly in their courses like birds in flight. For the journey of my life, Varuṇa, loosen the strap as one would a chariot, that I may reach the realm of immortality. Let not the thread of my life, my wisdom, nor my store of righteous deeds be cut short. O Varuṇa, let the waters be gentle for me; remove all fear and uphold me in righteousness. Release me from sin as a calf is freed from its tether, for none but you can restrain or release. Let those who are hostile, who seek to harm us, not bring us to ruin. Keep us from straying from the paths of light and from conflict, and grant us long life. We offer you homage, Varuṇa, as in the past, now, and in the days to come, for in you, as in a steadfast mountain, are unwavering and unbreakable vows. Remove the debts of sin I have incurred, O king; let me not suffer for another’s wrongdoing. May the dawns, bright and many, shine forth for us; grant us life within them, Varuṇa. If a king, a companion, or even a dream has brought fearful words to me, or if a thief or wolf threatens us, protect us, Varuṇa, from all harm. Let me not, O generous Varuṇa, beloved and bountiful, fall into ruin or misfortune. Guard our wealth from loss through our own faults, and let us speak greatly and nobly in the assembly. The Ādityas, steadfast in their vows and powerful, are far from my wrongdoing and know all secrets. Varuṇa, Mitra, and all gods, you know what is auspicious; I call upon you for help. You are generous givers and the very strength that drives away hatred and protects us. Draw near, support us, and grant us mercy today and in the days to come. What more can we offer you, O Wealthy Ones, with our ancient rites? Mitra, Varuṇa, Aditi, Indra, Maruts, grant us well-being. You are present here, O gods; show mercy to me, who am not at fault. May your chariot not pass me by; may we not grow weary while resting in your care. One alone measures out many gifts, as a father instructs his son. Keep far away all snares and evils, O gods; let neither misfortune seize me nor my child. Come near today, O worshipful gods; fill our hearts with confidence and make us fearless. Protect us from the howling wolf and from those who would bring us down. Let me not, O generous Varuṇa, fall into the emptiness of one who has lost your favor. May we not lose wealth through our own fault, but speak mightily in the assembly, victorious with heroes. The waters delight in making truth for Savitar and for Indra, just as wives rejoice for a husband. Day by day, they hasten eagerly to act; their first creation was their own flowing forth. She who bore him spoke to the one who would hurl the stream against Vṛtra: “The paths are ready for him, gladly, day by day; the streams rush forth for his purpose.” He stood upright in the mid-region and took up the weapon against Vṛtra. Clothed in mist, he approached the foe, and Indra, with sharp weapons, conquered the enemy. O Bṛhaspati, with your power, strike down the fierce sons of the demon as one splits a stone. As you have done before, O Indra, strike down our enemy now. Hurl down the stone from the sky, O you who delight in Soma, and crush the enemy. In the contest for offspring and abundant cattle, grant us, Indra, our share of the cows. You raise up the strength you cherish and urge on the worshipper in need. Indra and Soma, protect us; in this danger, make a safe place for us. Let me not say, “Do not press Soma,” out of weariness or sloth. Let him who fills me, who gives, who understands, who comes to the Soma-presser with cows—let him be my friend. Sarasvatī, mighty and accompanied by the Maruts, protect us; you conquer enemies. Even the one who resists, striving with force, Indra strikes down—the bull among the strong. Whoever attacks us with hatred or seeks to harm us, strike him down with your weapon, O Bṛhaspati. Conquer our enemies with your arms; O king, surround those who wish us ill. With our own strong men, O hero, grant us the heroic deeds you have done. May we live long and unscathed; having slain our foes, bring us their wealth. To you, O Maruts, I offer praise, song, and reverence, to your divine host. Grant us wealth, heroic and abundant in offspring, renowned day by day. May Mitra and Varuṇa guard our chariot, together with the Ādityas, Rudras, and Vasus. When the eager ones, desiring fame, set out like birds from the nest, may they win the contest. Then, O gods united, you mounted the chariot, victorious among the peoples; swift as you are, you traversed the spaces and struck the ridge of earth with your hands. For Indra, lord of all peoples, the host of heaven and the Maruts, wise in action, follows with unfailing aid the chariot for great gain and strength. Tvaṣṭṛ, maker of the world, together with the goddesses, has yoked the chariot; Iḷā, Bhaga, Bṛhaddiva, the two worlds, Pūṣan the provider, and the Aśvins, lords of wealth, attend. The two gracious goddesses, Uṣas and Naktā, alike in form, sustain all that moves. As I praise you with a new hymn, O Earth, may our generations be established in threefold order. For you, as for the priests, I proclaim the praise: Ahibudhnya, Aja Ekapad, Trita, the Ṛbhus, and Savitṛ have set for us, O swift-minded, the wise path. And the child of the waters, shining with insight, is at peace. These offerings, O worshipful ones, have been fashioned by the skilled for the new rite. Seeking glory and strength, like horses yoked to a chariot, let us strive with our thoughts. O Heaven and Earth, be supporters of my speech, which seeks the right. By you, life is carried across; for you this ancient praise is set forth—may you grant us great wealth. Let not the hidden foe, the destroyer of life, harm us, nor let any evil come from them. Do not withdraw your friendship from us; with kindly minds, grant us that which we seek.