i. 7. 7.

a O god Savitr, instigate the sacrifice, instigate the lord of the sacrifice for good luck; may the divine Gandharva who purifieth thoughts purify our thought; may the lord of speech to-day make sweet our utterance.
b Thou art the thunderbolt of Indra, slaying obstructions, with thee may this one smite Vrtra.
c On the instigation of strength, the mother, the mighty one,
We shall proclaim with our speech, Aditi, by name,
Into whom all this world hath entered;
In her may the god Savitr instigate right for us.
d In the waters [1] is ambrosia, in the waters is medicine;
Through the guidance of the waters
Be ye steeds, O ye that are strong.
e Or Vayu thee, or Manu thee,
The seven and twenty Gandharvas;
They first yoked the steed;
They placed swiftness in it.
f Child of the waters, swift one, the towering onrushing wave most fain to win the prize, with it may he win the prize.
g Thou art the stepping of Visnu, thou art the step of Visnu, thou art the stride of Visnu.
h May the two Ankas, the two Nyankas, which are on either side of the chariot,
Speeding on with the rushing wind,
The far-darting, powerful one, the winged one,
The fires which are furtherers, further us.