Hear now the tale of the Ṛbhus, the skillful and generous deities, and of the swift and noble Dadhikrā, as sung in the ancient hymns. The Ṛbhus are renowned among the gods for their generous bestowal of wealth: herds of cows, swift horses, heroic sons, and abundant riches. They delight in giving, especially to those who praise them in song. Never have the Ṛbhus failed in their duties or transgressed the sacred order; no blame has ever touched them in sacrifice. Together with mighty Indra, with the stormy Maruts, and with the kingly gods, the Ṛbhus rejoice, ever eager to bestow treasures upon those who worship. O offspring of power, O Ṛbhus of the Sudhanvanas, you are called to the sacred offering—do not remain distant. For in the flowing libation, your treasures are to be gained, and your exhilarations follow after Indra. The wealth of the Ṛbhus has arrived, and the Soma, well-pressed and pure, has been drunk. By your unmatched skill and insight, you divided a single cup into four, teaching, “Learn!” In this way, O prize-bearers, you found the path to immortality among the host of gods. Was the cup made of clay, which you so skillfully divided? Now, let the libation be pressed for your delight—come, O Ṛbhus, and drink the honeyed Soma. By your craft, you restored your aged parents to youth, made the cup fit for the gods’ drinking, and fashioned the two horses for Indra’s chariot. Whoever offers you the strong libation, O mighty Ṛbhus, to him grant wealth full of heroes, and let him delight in your gifts. Indra, rider of tawny steeds, drank the morning Soma, and the midday libation is his alone. Let him drink with the Ṛbhus, those who bear treasures, as you have made by your skill. The Ṛbhus, skillful as soaring eagles, have settled in heaven, having attained immortality. Let them, O offspring of power, grant us treasures. When you accomplished the third pressing, the bestowal of riches, with sharp insight and skillful hands, the offering was purified for you—drink it now with your power and delight. Born without horses or reins, yet worthy of praise, your chariot with three wheels circles the vast expanse—this is your great, divine proclamation, O Ṛbhus, as you uphold both heaven and earth. You fashioned a well-made, unwavering chariot, guided with wisdom surpassing thought. For you is this sacred draught, and to you we declare the prize. Your fame among the gods is great: while still youthful, you restored your ancient parents to youth so they might move again. With your thought, you made one cup into four, and from a hide, you fashioned a cow. By these deeds among the gods, you attained immortality. From the beginning, the wealth of the Ṛbhus has been most renowned, celebrated for its strength, produced by men and protected by the gods. The wise Vibhvan, whom the Ṛbhus and Vaja inspired, is praised in assemblies as a prize-winning steed, eloquent sage, and steadfast hero who brings abundance and mighty strength. The most splendid form has been placed upon you, O Ṛbhus and Vajas; accept this praise, wise and discerning seers. Grant to us and to our inspired thoughts every noble enjoyment; fashion for us radiant and powerful wealth, supreme and enduring vigor. Here, grant us offspring, wealth, and fame with heroism, that we may surpass others—grant us wondrous strength. Come, O Ṛbhus, delighting in offerings, by the paths of the gods, to our sacrifice. As you established worship among peoples, rejoice in the bright days of the fires. May today’s offerings, clarified with ghee, please your hearts; let the pressed, exhilarating draughts gladden you for skill and power. As triple praise has been offered to you, O Ṛbhus, O bestowers of strength, so among all men and tribes, the Soma is offered to you and the great ones in heaven. Your horses are strong, your chariots shining, your bodies youthful and splendidly adorned. O sons of Indra, grandsons of might, you pursue the highest exhilaration. We call upon Rbhu, Rbhukshan, and Vaja for wealth, for the most powerful prize, yoked together with Indra’s favor and the helpful Ashvin. The man whom you and Indra favor becomes wise, victorious, and skillful, a true charioteer. O Ṛbhus, open the paths for our worship; may praised riches come to us from every quarter. Grant us, O Ṛbhus, Indra, and Nasatyas, that wealth—abundant in horses, much-praised among the people, a mark of bounty. Your gifts are ancient, O Sadasyu, as once you bestowed upon the Pūrus in the abode of Nitośa: fertile fields, broad lands, and fierce victory over enemies, crushing them with might. You gave Dadhikrā, swift and victorious, who brings prosperity to all peoples—straight-moving as a falcon, swift as a water-sprinkled horse, noble as a king, courageous as a hero. All the Pūrus joyfully celebrate him, desiring him as a hero and charioteer, moving like the wind. Remembering, he moves among the cows in battle, advancing among the herds, straight-moving and discerning, surpassing distress and encircling the foe. As a son to his father, the people call out to him in contests—low-lying, fierce as a falcon, his fame shines forth, leading the herd like a beast. Among us, he is first to advance with the ranks of chariots, garlanded for glory, stirring up dust and shining forth. His steed, powerful and righteous, serves eagerly in battle, urging the swift onward, scattering dust from his brows. His thunder, like the roaring sky, strikes fear into adversaries—when he attacks with a thousand, he is terrible and dreadful to the wicked. The people praise his speed, and leaders his overwhelming might. In assembly, they say, “Dadhikrā has rushed forth with thousands.” With his strength, Dadhikrā stretches over five peoples like the sun with its rays. The horse, possessing thousands and hundreds, may he make our words sweet as honey. Let us now praise swift Dadhikrā, honoring him from heaven and earth. May the rising dawns awaken us and carry us across all misfortunes. Let us praise the greatness of the horse, the wise Dadhikrā, the mighty and splendid one, whom Mitra and Varuṇa gave as a shining fire to the Pūrus, a true protector. Thus, the Ṛbhus and Dadhikrā are praised—givers of wealth, strength, and wisdom, immortal among gods, and ever generous to those who worship with devotion.