“ STREWN is the sacred grass; come Vayu, to our feast, with team of thousands, come, Lord of the harnessed team, with hundreds, Lord of harnessed steeds! The drops divine are lifted up for thee, the God, to drink them first. The juices rich in sweets have raised them for thy joy, have raised themselves to give thee strength. ”

“ For thee the Soma is poured forth, thy portioned share mid Gods and men. Drive thou thy horses, Vayu, come to us with love, come well-inclined and loving us. 3. Come thou with hundreds, come with thousands in thy team to this our solemn rite, to taste the sacred food, Vayu, to taste the offerings. This is thy seasonable share, that comes co-radiant with the Sun. Brought by attendant priests pure juice is offered up, Vayu, pure juice is offered up. 4. The chariot with its team of horses bring you both, to guard us and to taste the well-appointed food, Vayu, to taste the offerings! ”

“ At once the cows yield milk, the barley-meal is dressed. For thee, O Vayu, never shall the cows grow thin, never for thee shall they be dry. 9. These Bulls of thine, O Vayu with the arm of strength, who swiftly fly within the current of thy stream, the Bulls increasing in their might, Horseless, yet even through the waste swift-moving, whom no shout can stay, Hard to be checked are they, like sunbeams, in their course. hard to be checked by both the hands. ”