With reverence, the seekers turned their thoughts to Pūṣan, longing for his favor as birds swiftly depart from the sheltering tree, their hearts also reaching for the grace of mighty Indra. Pūṣan was invoked as a charioteer skillfully guiding with loosened reins, and Indra was called for the well-being of all. Pūṣan shone forth in two aspects—one of radiant brightness, another of sacredness—like day and night embracing the sky. Possessed of wondrous, self-sustaining powers, Pūṣan’s gracious presence was sought by the faithful. Unborn of mares, guardian of cattle, bestower of strength and inspirer of noble thoughts, he was established in every realm. With reins released, Pūṣan surveyed the vast expanses, moving among all beings, ever watchful. His golden ships sailed the cosmic ocean and traversed the midspace, carrying him on the Sun’s mission, ever seeking glory. As a good companion, lord of plenty, and wondrous in radiance, Pūṣan was gifted by the gods to Sūryā, fashioned by desire, powerful and beautiful. Turning to Indra and Agni, the devotees proclaimed their heroic deeds among the pressed offerings—deeds accomplished even as their own fathers, destroyers of the foes of the gods, had fallen, yet Indra and Agni endured. Their greatness was supreme, for they were of one origin, brothers and twins, sharing the same mother. Dwelling together at the sacred press, like two horses yoked to a chariot, Indra and Agni were called upon as wielders of the thunderbolt, ever ready to aid. Those who praised Indra and Agni at the offerings, who grew strong by truth, spoke words pleasing to the gods; these two, steadfast and mighty, never brought harm to the gods or mortals. Yet, who among mortals truly knew their nature? Harnessing swift horses, one would ride, both together upon a single chariot. Before all footed creatures, a being emerged—having cast off its head, it spoke with its tongue and, with thirty feet, moved downward. Men bent their bows for Indra and Agni, stretching their arms in devotion, seeking not to be turned away from the wealth and cattle they strove for. The noble Māghas, devoted ones, burned brightly in their favor, while the hostile were kept far away. Indra and Agni were asked to remove hatreds and grant victory, even over the Sun itself. All treasures, divine and earthly, belonged to Indra and Agni. The people prayed for every form of wealth and nourishment, that all might be sustained. Renowned through hymns and invocations, Indra and Agni were invited to the Soma, to partake of the sweet libation accompanied by all songs. He who worshipped these mighty ones—Indra the slayer of Vṛtra, and Agni who granted strength—found abundance, victory, and the generosity of the gods. Indra and Agni, invoked together, had brought forth the cows from the shining waters. The faithful called for the brilliant waters to be sent forth, for the cows to be led by Agni’s hosts. The slayers of Vṛtra were invited to approach with their power, to bestow gifts and protection, and to grant their highest favor. The people remembered all that Indra and Agni had accomplished since ancient times, for they were unconquerable. In battle, these mighty gods shattered obstacles, and in all circumstances, their favor was sought. Indra and Agni, lords of truth, had vanquished all hostile forces and removed adversaries. The hymns of praise rose to them, inviting them to drink the pressed Soma and bring happiness. Whatever aids and blessings they possessed, great and varied, were begged for by the worshippers. With these gifts, Indra and Agni were asked to come to the Soma offering. Agni, whose flame embraced and blackened all forests with his tongue, was invoked. Whoever called upon Indra with kindled fire gained abundant waters and glory. The swift, prize-bearing gifts of the gods were prayed to nourish the horses of the people. Indra and Agni, ever to be called together, brought joy and visible riches, conferring strength upon those who invoked them. The devotees pleaded for cows, horses, and treasures, calling Indra and Agni as divine friends for happiness and companionship. The sacrificer pressing Soma called out, inviting the gods to accept the offerings and drink the sweet Soma. Then, the mighty Sarasvati was remembered—powerful and unyielding, she bestowed her gifts upon Divodasa and the generous Vadhryashva. Ever the protector from the greedy Panis, her gifts were renowned. With her strength, Sarasvati broke through the mountain slopes like a lotus stalk, her waves powerful and unstoppable. For aid against foes, the people invoked her with splendid praises and pure thoughts. Sarasvati, dwelling among the gods, spread forth the offspring of the great magician, drawing waters from the earth, even from uneven places, enriching the land. Rich in horses and strength, inspirer of thoughts, she was asked to protect the people. Whoever approached Sarasvati for wealth and prosperity gained victory like Indra. In contests, she was invoked for her strength and favor, like Pūṣan. Fierce and golden-pathed, Sarasvati was the slayer of obstacles, ever desiring praise. She was the endless, unceasing, mighty, moving, and roaring flood, her strength resounding throughout creation. Righteous among her sisters, Sarasvati was invoked to carry her devotees beyond all haters, shining forth with the brilliance of the Sun.