1 Thou who wast born on mountains, thou most mighty of all plants that grow,

Thou Banisher of Fever, come, Kushtha! make Fever pass away.

2 Brought from the Snowy Mountain, born on the high hill where eagles breed,

Men seek to buy thee when they hear: for Fever's Banisher they know.

6 O Kushtha, bring thou hitherward this man of mine, restore his health,

Yea, free him from disease for me.

7 Thou art a gift from God, a benignant friend of life art thou.

Befriend my breath and vital air, be gracious unto this mine eye.

8 Sprung, northward, from the Snowy Hill thou art conveyed to eastern mien.

There they deal out among themselves Kushtha's most noble qualities.

9 Most excellent, indeed, art thou, Kushtha!

Make all Consumption pass away and render Fever powerless.

10 Malady that affects the head, eye-weakness, bodily defect—

All this, by God's leave, let Kushtha heal and cure: aye, mighty is the healing power He placed in it.