1 Let strength be mine while I invoke Thee, O God! may we support our bodies.

May the four regions bend and bow before me: with Thee for guardian may we win the combat.

2 Baffling the rage of our opponents, O God! guard us as our protector round about us.

Down the steep slope go they who hate us, backward, and let their thought who watch at home be ruined.

3 May God and His angels be on my side in battle.

Mine be the middle air's extended region, and may the wind blow favouring these my wishes.

4 May my offerings be accepted, and let my mind's intention be accomplished.

May I be guiltless of the least transgression: may God's angels come hither and protect me.

5 May God grant me riches, may His blessing assist me.

This boon shall the angels win us: may we, unwounded, have brave heroes round us.

6 O God, Lord of the six expanses, give us freedom.

Let not calamity or curse o'ertake us, nor deeds of wickedness that merit hatred.

7 O God, give ample shelter and all success to us ourselves and children.

Let us not lose our children or our bodies: let us not benefit the foe, O King!

8 Foodful and much-invoked, at this our calling may God the far-reaching grant us wide shelter.

Lord of bay coursers, bless our children: harm us not, give us not as prey to others.

9 Lord of the world, Creator and Disposer, may God, who quells assailants,

And His angels guard the worshipper from destruction.

10 Let those who are our foemen stay afar from us: with God's help we will drive them off.

God and His angels, over us on high, have made me strong, a thinker, and a ruler.

11 Yea, we call on God the Mighty, the winner of wealth in battle and of kine and horses.

May He mark this our worship when we call Him: Lord of bay steeds, Thou art our friend and comrade.