When the third pressing was accomplished, the Ribhus, with their keen insight and skillful hands, purified the offering of riches. Invited to drink, they imbibed with their powers and exhilaration, delighting in the fruits of their labor. The Ribhus, born without horses or reins, yet fit for praise, fashioned a wondrous chariot with three wheels that circled through the vast expanse. This divine creation proclaimed their greatness, as they sustained both heaven and earth. They crafted a chariot, well-made and well-guided, unwavering and surpassing the mind in thought. For their ingenuity, the draught of the offering was declared their prize. Among the gods, their speech was renowned; their greatness was evident when, though youthful, they restored their ancient parents to youth so they could move once more. With their thought, they transformed one cup into four and fashioned a cow from a hide, thus attaining immortality among the gods—a deed worthy of praise. The wealth of the Ribhus was famed from the beginning, renowned for strength, produced by men and protected by the gods. Vibhvan’s work was celebrated in assemblies; wise among men, he was honored. Inspired by Vibhvan, the Ribhus, and Vaja, a prize-winning steed, eloquent sage, and steadfast hero brought abundance and mighty strength. The most splendid form was placed upon the Ribhus and Vajas, and they accepted praise as wise seers, discerning and known through hymns. Knowing all, the Ribhus granted noble enjoyments and fashioned radiant, powerful, supreme wealth and enduring vigor for their devotees. They bestowed offspring, wealth, and fame with heroism, granting wondrous strength so their followers could surpass others. The Ribhus were invited to the sacrifice, traveling the paths of the gods, rejoicing in the bright days of the fires, and establishing worship among the peoples. Offerings clarified with ghee were prepared to please their hearts and minds. The pressed draughts, brimming and exhilarating, were offered to gladden them in skill and power. Triple praise was given to the Ribhus, bestowers of strength, for divine purpose, and Soma was offered among all the tribes and the great ones in the heavens. Their horses were strong, their chariots shining, their bodies youthful and splendidly adorned. Victorious, they followed the foremost exhilaration, sons of Indra and grandsons of might. Rbhu, Rbhukshan, and Vaja were called upon for wealth and the most powerful prize, yoked together with Indra's favor and the helpful Ashvin. Those favored by the Ribhus and Indra became winners by their thoughts, possessors of wisdom, and charioteers. The Ribhus opened the paths for worship, and praised riches came from every direction. Wealth was granted by the Ribhus, Indra, and the Nasatyas—abundant in horses, much-praised, and for the sake of bounty. Their gifts were ancient, bestowed upon the Pūrus, O Sadasyu, in the abode of Nitośa: fertile fields, broad lands, and fierce victory over enemies, crushing them with might. They gave Dadhikrā, swift and victorious, bringing prosperity to all peoples. Like a falcon and swift as a horse sprinkled with water, Dadhikrā was worthy of praise, noble as a king, courageous as a hero. All the Pūrus joyfully celebrated him, desiring him with their feet, wise as a hero and charioteer, moving like the wind along the path. Remembering, Dadhikrā moved among the cows in battle, advancing among the herds, openly straight-moving and discerning in assemblies, surpassing distress and encircling the foe. Called out in contests like a garment or a son to his father, he was fierce as a falcon, his fame shining forth as he led the herd like a beast. Among the people, Dadhikrā was first to advance, moving with the ranks of chariots, making a garland, born for glory, stirring up dust and giving forth brilliance. His steed, powerful and righteous, eager to serve in battle, urged on the swift and straight-moving, scattering dust from his brows as he shone. His thunder, like the roaring sky, caused adversaries to fear; when he attacked with a thousand, he became terrible and dreadful to the wicked. The people praised his speed and the leaders his overwhelming might, declaring in assembly, "Dadhikrā has rushed forth with thousands." With his strength, Dadhikrā stretched over five peoples like the sun with its light. Possessing thousands and hundreds, may his words be filled with honey for us. 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, mighty and splendid, whom Mitra and Varuṇa gave as a shining fire to the Pūrus, as a protector. He who made Dadhikrā, the horse, at the kindling of fire and at dawn's breaking, may Aditi make him sinless, united with Mitra and Varuṇa. For Dadhikrā, blessings of nourishment and greatness were invoked, along with the good name of the Maruts. For well-being, Varuṇa, Mitra, Agni, and Indra, wielder of the thunderbolt, were called upon. Both sides called upon Indra, raising their voices at the sacrifice. Mitra and Varuṇa gave Dadhikrā, the slayer, the horse, for mortals. Dadhikrā, the victorious horse, was made fragrant, his mouth sweet, carrying us across to long life. Let us honor Dadhikrā, may the rising dawns awaken us. May the waters, Agni, the dawns, the sun, Brihaspati, Angiras, and the victorious one grant us strength. Strong, bearing, striving for cows, possessing glory, swift and energetic, Dadhikrā produced nourishment and light. As he ran swiftly, not even a leaf was stirred by the wind from his path. Like a falcon gliding from the sky, Dadhikrāvan, strong and full of vigor, circled the course. Eager and impetuous, he strained at the harness, his sides pressed by the girth, his flanks quivering, his mane tossing, following the path with his will. The swan dwelled in purity, the shining one in the midspace, the priest at the altar, the guest in the house; he sat among men in the best place, in truth, in the sky, born of water, cows, truth, and stone—he was truth. Finally, Indra and Varuṇa were addressed: who among mortals has gained their favor with praise and offerings, like an immortal priest? Whoever, inspired by the people, touched their hearts with devotion and reverence, was blessed by Indra and Varuṇa.