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1. BOUNDLESS and wasting not, the heavenly
food of Gods goes to the foeless One, doer of wondrous deeds.
Press out, make ready, offer gifts with special zeal to him
whom many laud, accepter of the prayer.
2 He who filled full his belly with the
Soma's juice, Maghavan, was delighted with the meath's sweet draught,
When Usana, that he might slay the monstrous beast, gave him
the mighty weapon with a thousand points.
3 Illustrious is the man whoever presseth
out Soma for him in sunshine or in cloud and rain.
The mighty Maghavan who is the sage's Friend advanceth more
and more his beauteous progeny.
4 The Strong God doth not flee away from
him whose sire, whose mother or whose brother he hath done to death.
He, the Avenger, seeketh this man's offered gifts: this God,
the source of riches, doth not flee from sin.
5 He seeks no enterprise with five or ten
to aid, nor stays with him who pours no juice though prospering well.
The Shaker conquers or slays in this way or that, and to the
pious gives a stable full of kine.
6 Exceeding strong in war he stays the
chariot wheel, and, hating him who pours not, prospers him who pours.
Indra the terrible, tamer of every man, as Arya leads away
the Dasa at his will.
7 He gathers up for plunder all the
niggard’s gear: excellent wealth he gives to him who offers gifts.
Not even in wide stronghold may all the folk stand firm who
have provoked to anger his surpassing might.
8 When Indra Maghavan hath marked two
wealthy men fighting for beauteous cows with all their followers,
He who stirs all things takes one as his close ally, and,
Shaker, with his Heroes, sends the kine to him.
9 Agni! I laud the liberal Agnivesi, Satri
the type and standard of the pious.
May the collected waters yield him plenty, and his be
powerful and bright dominion.
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