To Viṣṇu, to the Mighty One whom the Maruts follow, let your songs go forth, Evayamarut; To the impetuous, strong band, adorned with bracelets, that rushes on in joy and ever roars for strength.
Those who with might were manifest, and who willingly by their own knowledge told it forth, Evayamarut. Maruts, this strength of yours no wisdom comprehends; through their gifts' greatness they are immovable as the mountains.
Those who by the psalms they sing are heard, from lofty heaven, the strong, the brightly shining Ones, Evayamarut; In whose abode there is no mightier one to move them, whose lightnings are as fires, who urge the roaring rivers.
He of the Mighty Stride strode forth, Evayamarut, out of the spacious dwelling-place, their home in common. When he, himself, hath yoked his emulous strong horses on heights, he comes forth, joy-giving, with the Heroes.
Like your tremendous roar, the rain-maker with light flashing, strong, speedy, has made all tremble, Evayamarut, With which victorious you, self-luminous, press onward, with strong reins, decked with gold, impetuous and well-armed.
Unbound is your greatness, ye of mighty power; may your bright vigor be our aid, Evayamarut; For ye are visible helpers in the time of trouble: like fires, aglow with light, save us from shame and insult.
So may the Rudras, mighty warriors, Evayamarut, with splendid brilliance, like fires, be our protectors; They whose earthly dwelling-place is wide-extended, whom none suspect of sin, whose bands have lofty courage.
Come in a friendly spirit, come to us, O Maruts, and hear his call who praises you, Evayamarut. Like car-borne men, one-minded with the mighty Viṣṇu, keep enmity far from us with your wonders.
Come to our sacrifice, ye Holy Ones, to bless it, and, free from demons, hear our call, Evayamarut.