They, perceiving the rule of rites, behold the sky as with strands; for all the paths beneath, the maker of laughter, breaker of pride, subdued them.

Contemplating you in every dwelling, truthful intelligent, (brilliant with sparks) like the sky with stars, the perfecter of all sacrifices.

Seeing thee faithful to the Law, most sapient, like the starry heaven, Illumining with cheerful ray each solemn rite in every house.