May our ancestral fathers of old, newly born, the seven seers advancing with strength, aid us; may the sky shine, the mountains speak their heights, well-minded and excellent by counsels.

To him the seven sages, our ancient progenitors, performing the nine days' rite, were offerers of (sacrificial) food, celebrating with hymns the very strong (Indra), the humiliator of foes, the traverser of the heavens, he dweller in the clouds, whose commands are not to be disobeyed.

Our sires of old,. Navagvas, sages seven, while urging him to show his might, extolled him, Dwelling on heights, swift, smiting down opponents, guileless in word, and in his thoughts most mighty.