Pūshan indeed, do not let the debt of our strength be yoked by the songs as the yielding camel is not a burdened camel. May he who grants us being be propitious to the godly friend. From our fingers bring forth light into the chariots, bring light into the wealth of the chariots.

I exalt you, Pūṣan, with praises, that you may hasten (to the sacrifice), like a rapid (courser) to the battle; that you may bear us across the combat, like a camel; therefore do I, a mortal, invoke you, the divine bestower of happiness, for your friendship; and do you render our invocation productive (of benefit); render them productive (of success) in battle.

Thee, then, O Pusan, like a swift one on his way, I urge with lauds that thou mayst make the foemen flee, drive, camel-like, our foes afar. As I, a man, call thee, a God, giver of bliss, to be my Friend, So make our loudly-chanted praises glorious, in battles make them glorious.