on your chests golden chains, O Maruts, on your chariot gems; fiery lightnings in your fists, and golden headbands tied round your heads.  O Maruts, you shake the red apple from the firmament, whose splendor no enemy can touch; the hamlets bowed when the Maruts blazed, and the pious people intoned their far-reaching shout.  O wise Maruts, let us carry off the wealth of food which you have bestowed on us; give us, O Maruts, such thousandfold wealth as never fails, like the star Tishya from heaven!  O Maruts, you protect our wealth of excellent men, and the seer, clever in song; you give to the warrior a strong horse, you make the king to be obeyed.  O you who are quickly ready to help, I implore you for wealth whereby we may overshadow all men, like the sky.  O Maruts, be pleased with this word of mine, and let us speed by its speed over a hundred winters!

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The chasing Maruts with gleaming spears, the golden-breasted, have gained great strength, they move along on quick, well-broken horses;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  You have yourselves, you know, acquired power; you shine bright and wide, you great ones.  They have even measured the sky with their strength;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  The strong heroes, born together, and nourished together, have further grown to real beauty.  They shine brilliantly like the rays of the sun;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  Your greatness, O Maruts, is to be honored, it is to be yearned for like the sight of the sun.  Place us also in immortality;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  O Maruts, you raise the rain from the sea, and rain it down, O yeomen!  Your milch-cows, O destroyers, are never destroyed;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  When you have joined the deer as horses to the shafts, and have clothed yourselves in golden garments, then, O Maruts, you scatter all enemies;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  Not mountains, not rivers have kept you back, wherever you see, O Maruts, there you go.  You go even round heaven and earth;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  Be it old, O Maruts, or be it new, be it spoken, O Vasus, or be it recited, you take cognizance of it all;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  Have mercy on us, O Maruts, do not strike us, extend to us your manifold protection.  Do remember the praise, the friendship;—­when they went in triumph, the chariots followed.  Lead us, O Maruts, towards greater wealth, and out of tribulations, when you have been praised.  O worshipful Maruts, accept our offering, and let us be lords of treasures!

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