1 Let all the misty regions fly together, let all the rain-clouds, sped by wind, assemble.

Let waters satisfy the earth, with the voice of the thunder that roareth.

2 Let them show forth, the strong, the bounteous winds: let plants and shrubs be hung with drops of moisture.

Let floods of rain refresh the ground with gladness, and herbs spring various with each form and colour.

3 Cause us who sing to see the gathering vapours: outburst in many a place the rush of waters!

Let floods of rain refresh the ground with gladness; and herbs spring various with each form and colour.

4 Apart, O God, Sender of rain! let the troops of winds, roaring, swell the song.

Let pouring torrents of the rain that raineth, rain upon the earth.

5 Up from the sea lift your dread might, ye winds, as light and splendour, send the vapour upward!

Let waters satisfy the earth, with the voice of the thunder that roareth.

6 Roar, thunder, set the sea in agitation, bedew the ground with Thy sweet rain, O God!

Send plenteous showers on him who seeketh shelter, and let the owner of lean kine go homeward.

7 Let the kindly winds, the springs and coiling clouds tend you well.

Urged by the winds let the clouds pour down their rain upon the earth.

8 Let lightning flash on every side: from all the regions blow the winds!

Urged by the winds let the clouds pour down their rain upon the earth.

9 May waters, lightning, cloud, and rain, boon springs and coiling clouds tend you well.

Urged by the winds let the clouds pour down their rain upon the earth.

10 May God, who hath become the plants' high regent, suiting our bodies,

Send us rain from heaven, life-giving water and vital breath to earthly creatures.

11 Sending up waters from the flood and ocean, O God the Creator, move the sea to agitation!

Forth flow the moisture of the vigorous cloud! With this Thy roar of thunder come Thou hither.

12 O our Lord, pouring the torrents. Let the streams breathe, O God, of the waters.

Pour the floods down: along the brooks and channels let frogs with speckled arms send out their voices.

13 They who lay quiet for a year, the devout who fulfil their vows,

The frogs, have lifted up their voice, the voice God hath inspired.

14 Speak forth a welcome, female frog! Do thou, O frog, accost the rain.

Stretch thy four feet apart, and swim, swim in the middle of the lake.

16 Lift up the mighty cask and pour down water: let the wind blow, and lightnings flash around us.

Let offering be paid for God's sake, and, widely scattered, let herbs and plants be full of joy and gladness.