Plain text of Book 4, Hymn 8
1 God lays the sap of life in beings: He hath become the sovereign Lord of creatures.
Though death comes to all, let him as King own and allow this kingdom.
2 Come forward, turn not back in scorn, strong guardian, slayer of thy foes.
Approach, O gladdener of thy friends. God hath blessed and strengthened thee.
3 All waited on him as he came to meet them. He self-resplendent moves endued with glory.
That is the royal hero's lofty nature: he, manifold, hath gained mighty powers.
4 Stride forth to heaven's broad regions, thou, a tiger on a tiger's skin.
Let all the people long for thee. Let heavenly floods be rich in milk.
5 Heaven's waters joyous in their milk, the waters of middle air, and those that earth containeth—
I with the gathered power and might of all these waters sprinkle thee.
6 The heavenly waters rich in milk have sprinkled thee with power and might
To be the gladdener of thy friends. May God, the Giver of light, so fashion thee.
7 These, compassing the tiger, rouse the lion to great joy and bliss.
As strong floods purify the standing ocean, so men adorn the leopard in the waters.