1 Endowed with true strength, let God the Mighty burn up

Him who would pain and injure us, him who would treat us as a foe.

2 Him who, unharmed, would injure us, and him who, harmed, would do us harm,

I commit to the justice of God, the Radiant.

3 Those who, what time the moon is dark, hunt with loud cry and answering shout,

Flesh-eaters, others who would harm,—all these, by God's help, I overcome with might.

4 By God's help I conquer the devils with my power, and take their wealth away.

All who would injure us I slay. Let mine intention have success.

6 I plague the devils as the tiger plagues men rich in kine.

They, even as dogs when they have seen a lion, find no hiding-place.

7 Naught with devils can I do, with thieves, with roamers of the wood.

Devils flee and vanish from each village as I enter it.

8 Into whatever village this mine awful power from God penetrates,

Thence the devils flee away, and plot no further mischief there.

9 Those who enrage me with their prate, as flies torment an elephant,

I deem unhappy creatures, like small insects troublesome to man.

10 Destruction seize upon the man, as with a cord they hold a horse,

The fool who is enraged with me! He is not rescued from the noose.