Rig Veda, tr. by Ralph T.H. Griffith,  1. LET us invoke you both this day and after the priest is here with lauds when morn is breaking: Nāsatyas, wheresoe’er ye be, Heaven's Children, for him who is more liberal than the godless. 2 With us, ye Mighty, let yourselves be joyful, glad in our stream of Soma slay the niggards. Graciously hear my hymns and invitations, marking, O Heroes, with your cars my longing. 3 Nāsatyas, Pūṣans, ye as Gods for glory arranged and set in order Sūrya's bridal. Your giant steeds move on, sprung from the waters, like ancient times of Varuṇa the Mighty. 4 Your grace be with us, ye who love sweet juices: further the hymn sung by the poet Māna, When men are joyful in your glorious actions, to win heroic strength, ye Bounteous Givers. 5 This praise was made, O liberal Lords, O Aśvins, for you with fair adornment by the Mānas. Come to our house for us and for our children, rejoicing, O Nāsatyas, in Agastya. 6 We have passed o’er the limit of this darkness: our praise hath been bestowed on you, O Aśvins. Come hitherward by paths which Gods have travelled. may we find strengthening food in full abundance.