Let none among us go astray, let none be harmed or left behind on our journey—may we all reach our destination in safety. With this hope in our hearts, we turn to Pūṣan, the all-hearing, the all-knowing guide, the lord of wealth, seeking his protection and favor. Under Pūṣan’s watchful rule, may we never falter or lose our way, for here we stand as his devoted praisers. May Pūṣan stretch out his right hand over us, even from afar, and may all that we have lost be restored to us once more. We call upon you, O sons of Vimuco, and upon you, Napāt Āghṛṇi—let us join with you, and be our charioteer of truth as we move forward. We seek the most skilled of charioteers, the matted-haired lord of great abundance, to be our friend and guide us to prosperity. Āghṛṇi, stream of wealth and heap of riches, generous friend of the wise—bring us your blessings and abundance. Let us praise Pūṣan, the giver of fresh horses and vigor, the one whose energy is ever new, and let us remember that the sun is called the lover. To the mother I have spoken in my seeking—let the radiant lover, the sun, listen to our prayers; for Indra’s brother is my friend. The charioteers place Pūṣan in the chariot, those who bear the people’s glory, and they carry the god forth on his journey. Yet, if anyone tries to direct Pūṣan as if he were ‘karambha,’ I do not recognize such a god by that direction. For Pūṣan himself is the most skilled charioteer, a true companion and a good lord; with him, Indra strikes down his enemies. The sun, in its wisdom, placed the golden wheel upon the spotted cow, and the master charioteer set it in place. Whatever words we speak to you today, O much-praised and wondrous Pūṣan, O wise one, fulfill those thoughts for us. Grant us success in our search for the cow, grant us the company that achieves its aim—for Pūṣan, your renown reaches even distant lands. We come seeking your blessing, Pūṣan, and approach you from afar for wealth—not only for today, but for all the tomorrows to come. In our quest for friendship and well-being, we call upon Indra and Pūṣan, that we may gain strength. Some desire Soma, the pressed juice of the camvas, for drinking; others desire the nourishment of karambha. One’s fires are goats, another gathers horses—armed with these, he overcomes his foes. When Indra led forth the mighty, most vigorous waters, Pūṣan was there beside him, his steadfast companion. Just as birds fly from a tree, we seek the favor of Pūṣan, and we reach for Indra’s favor as well. We call upon Pūṣan as our charioteer, holding the reins, and mighty Indra for our well-being. O Pūṣan, your brilliance is one thing, your sacredness another; you are of two forms, day and night, like the sky itself. Self-sustaining, you possess all wondrous powers—may your gracious favor be with us always. Unborn of mares, protector of cattle, giver of strength, inspirer of thought, you stand established in all the worlds. With loosened reins, Pūṣan surveys the vast expanse, moving among all beings and beholding all that lives. Your golden ships, Pūṣan, journey across the ocean and through the midspace. With them you carry out the mission of the Sun, driven by desire and seeking lasting fame. Good companion, lord of plenty, wondrous in radiance—Pūṣan, whom the gods gave to Sūryā, you are powerful and beautiful, fashioned by desire. Now let me proclaim the heroic deeds you have accomplished among the pressed offerings. Your fathers, O Indra and Agni, destroyers of the gods’ foes, have perished, but you two endure. Your greatness, Indra and Agni, is supreme and unmatched. Born of the same origin, you are brothers, you are twins, and share the same mother. Together you dwell at the pressed offering, like two horses yoked to a single chariot. Indra and Agni, we call upon you for help, O wielders of the thunderbolt, O mighty gods. Whoever praises you at the offerings, Indra and Agni, you who grow by truth—may he speak words pleasing to us. Like two strong ones, you do no harm to the gods or to any being. Indra and Agni, who among mortals truly knows your nature? Harnessing swift horses, one of you rides, yet together you share the same chariot. There was a being that came forth before the footed ones; having cast off its head, it spoke with its tongue, and with thirty feet it moved downward. Men stretch their bows on your behalf, Indra and Agni, with their strong arms. In our striving for cattle, do not turn us away from great wealth. The noble Māghas burn brightly for you, while the hostile ones are kept far away. Remove our hatreds, grant us victory over the Sun. Indra and Agni, yours are the treasures of heaven and earth; grant us here all forms of wealth, the nourishment that sustains all. Bearers of praise, renowned through hymns and invocations, come to us with all songs to drink of this Soma. Whoever worships Indra and Agni together, the mighty slayers of Vṛtra, the givers of strength, finds abundance and victory, becoming most powerful through their favor. These two are to be invoked now, O Indra, who brought the cows, O Agni, from the shining waters. O Indra, send forth the brilliant waters from the shining quarters; O Agni, bring the cows with your hosts. Come, slayers of Vṛtra, with your powers, Indra and Agni, come near with reverence. With your gifts and protection, grant us your highest favors. I call upon you both, by whom all this was accomplished long ago—Indra and Agni, you are never to be overcome.