Come as home-guardians, saving us from foemen, guarding our living creatures and our bodies, Come to the house to give us seed and offspring:
Whatever with Indra ye be faring, Asvins, or resting in one dwelling-place with Vāyu, In concord with the Ribhus or Ādityas, or standing still in Vishnu's striding-places.
When 1, O Asvins, call on you to-day that I may gather strength, Or as all-conquering might in war, be that the Asvins' noblest grace.
Now come, ye Asvins, hitherward: here are oblations set for you; These Soma draughts to aid Yadu and Turvasa, these offered you mid Kanva's sons.
Whatever healing balm is yours, Nāsatyas near or far away, Therewith, great Sages, grant a home to Vatsa and to Vimāda.
