THESE who wear hair-knots on the right, the movers of holy thought, white-robed, have won me over. I warned the men, when from the grass I raised myself, Not from afar can my Vasisthas help you.
With Soma they brought Indra from a distance, Over Vaisista, from the strong libation. Indra preferred Vasisthas to the Soma pressed by the son of Vayata, Pasadyumna.
So, verily, with these he crossed the river, in company with these he slaughtered Bheda. So in the fight with the Ten Kings, Vasisthas! did Indra help Sudās through your devotion.
I gladly, men I with prayer prayed by our fathers have fixed your axle: ye shall not be injured: Since, when ye sang aloud the Sakvari verses, Vasisthas! ye invigorated Indra.
Like thirsty men they looked to heaven, in battle with the Ten Kings, surrounded and imploring. Then Indra heard Vasiṣṭha as he praised him, and gave the Trtsus ample room and freedom.
Like sticks and staves wherewith they drive the cattle, Stripped bare, the Bharatas were found defenseless: Vasiṣṭha then became their chief and leader: then widely were the Trtsus' clans extended.
Three fertilize the worlds with genial moisture: three noble creatures cast a light before them. Three that give warmth to all attend the morning. All these have they discovered, these Vasisthas.
Like the Sun's growing glory is their splendor, and like the sea's is their unfathomable greatness. Their course is like the wind's. Your praise, Vasisthas, can never be attained by any other.
They with perceptions of the heart in secret resort to that which spreads a thousand branches. The Apsaras brought hither the Vasisthas wearing the garment spun for them by Yama.
A form of luster springing from the lightning was thou, when Varuṇa and Mitra saw thee. One and only birth was then, Vasiṣṭha, when from thy stock Agastya brought thee here.
Born of their love for Urvasi, Vasiṣṭha thou, priest, art son of Varuṇa and Mitra; And as a fallen drop, in heavenly ferv