1. THE sages with the fingers' art have dressed and decked that vigorous Steed Upon the lap of Aditi, 2 The kine have called aloud to him exhaustless with a thousand streams, To Indu who supporteth heaven. 3 Him, nourisher of many, Sage, creative Pavamana, they Have sent, by wisdom, to the sky. 4 Him, dweller with Vivasvān, they with use of both arms have sent forth, The Lord of Speech infallible. 5 Him, green, beloved, many eyed, the Sisters with prosing stones Send down to ridges of the sieve. 6 O Pavamana, Indu, priests hurry thee on to Indra, thee Who aidest song and cheerest him.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)