Indeed you are stirred by offerings and praises in the rites; you overcome by sacrifices. You, the swift steed, go forth like a wolf—royal, all-circling in your courses.

Men verily worship you with sacrifice and with praises; the inoffensive sun, the sender of rain, the beholder of the universe, proceeds to you.

For, verily, men pray to thee with sacrifices and with songs. To thee the Friendly Courser, seen of all, comes speeding through the air.