Let the god Savitr purify you, with a filter that has no flaw,
with the rays of the bright sun.
Ye divine waters, that go in front and first purify, forward lead
this sacrifice, place in front the lord of the sacrifice.
You Indra chose for the contest with Vrtra, ye chose Indra for
the contest with Vrtra.
Ye are sprinkled.
I sprinkle you agreeable to Agni, to Agni and Soma.
Be ye pure for the divine rite, for the sacrifice to the gods.
The Raksas is shaken off, the evil spirits are shaken off.
Thou art the skin of Aditi, may the earth' recognize thee [1].
Thou art the plank' of wood, may the skin of Aditi recognize thee.
Thou art the body of Agni, loostener of speech.
I grasp thee for the joy of the gods.
Thou art the stone of wood.
Do thou with good labour elaborate this offering for the gods.
Utter food, utter strength;
Make ye glorious sounds.
May we be victorious in contest.
Thou art increased by the rain.
May that which is increased by the rain recognize thee.
The Raksas is cleared away, the evil spirits are cleared away.
Thou art the share of the Raksases.
Let the wind separate you.
Let the god Savitr of golden hands, seize you.
