Bring forth for us, placed without delay, the abundant oblation by thousands and by hundreds. For your ancient draughts the gods come, for the gods the offerings. Verily, the sons are full of sweetness, steadfast in zeal and staunch in fury.

Approach our strewngrass, Vāyu, with (your) thousand steeds, to partake of the (offered) food, (prepared) for the lord of the steeds; (approach) with hundreds (to the sacrifice prepared) for thelord of the steeds; the gods holdback for you as the deity (entitled) first to drink (Soma); the sweet effused (Soma) are ready for your exhilaration; are redy for their function.

STREWN is the sacred grass; come Vayu, to our feast, with team of thousands, come, Lord of the harnessed team, with hundreds, Lord of harnessed steeds! The drops divine are lifted up for thee, the God, to drink them first. The juices rich in sweets have raised thern for thy joy, have raised themselves to give thee strength.