2. Never, O Gods, do we offend, nor are we ever obstinateWe walk as holy texts command.
3. Evening is come: sing loudly thou Atharvan's nobly singing son:Give praise to Savitar the God!
4. Now Morning with her earliest light shines forth, dear daughter of the Sky:High, Asvins, I extol your praise.
5. Armed with the bones of dead Dadhyach, Indra, with unresisted mightThe nine-and-ninety Vritras slew.
6. Come, Indra, and delight thee with the juice at all our Soma feasts,Protector, mighty in thy strength
7. O thou who slayest Vritras, come, O Indra, hither to our side,Mighty one, with thy mighty aids!
8. That might of his shone brightly forth when Indra brought together, likeA skin, the worlds of heaven and earth,
9. This is thine own Thou drawest near, as turns a pigeon to his mate:Thou carest, too, for this our prayer.
10. May Vata breathe his balm on us, healthful, delightful to our heart:May he prolong our days of life