He, like a mother, placed the poets near the sun and uttered praise; with settled songs and inspired hymns he fashioned the offerings for the eager ones.

He has obtained the parent (worlds, heaven and earth), with the sun, for the sake of the sages, (he aṅgirasas), and, glorified (by them), he has shattered the mountain; repeatedly wished for by his adorers intently meditating (upon him), he has cast off the fetters of the kine.

Amid the sages, with the Sun he brightened the Parents: glorified, he burst the mountain; And, roaring with the holy-thoughted singers, he loosed the bond that held the beams of Morning.