I invoked the giver of waters at sunrise, calling upon the flowing sky’s slaughter, bowing in reverence. When the summer sun brought forth, it generated growth; the sky protected and the earth was not distant from us.

I solicit of Aditi, wealth, without pain or decay, like heaven (in fullness of enjoyment), exempt from injury, and abounding in food; grant, Heaven and Earth, such wealth to him who praises you; defend us, Heaven and Earth, from great (danger).

I call for Aditi's unrivalled bounty, perfect, celestial, deathless, meet for worship. Produce this, ye Twain Worlds, for him who lauds you. Protect us, Heaven and Earth, from fearful danger.