1 God, Sage of heaven, hath given me the gift: with prayer of mighty power I draw thy poison out.

Dug up, not dug, adherent, I have seized it fast: low hath thy venom sunk like water in the sands.

2 All the non-fluid portion of thy venom, I receive in these.

I take thy middlemost, thy highest, lowest juice: may it be spent and lost by reason of thy fear.

3 Strong is my cry like thunder with the rainy cloud: with powerful prayer let thy strength be stayed.

I, with the men to aid, have seized that juice of his; as light from out the gloom, let the sun rise on high.

4 I with this eye destroy thine eye, and with this poison conquer thine.

Live not, O Snake, but die the death: back go thy venom on thyself.

5 Listen to me, Black Snakes and hateful creatures, Lurker-in-Grass, Karait, and Brown, and Spotty,

Approach not near the house my friend inhabits: give warning, and rest quiet with your poison.

6 Even as the cord that strings the bow, I slacken, as it were, the ears

Of the All-conquering serpent's wrath, of the fierce rage of Black, and Brown, Taimata, and Apodaka.

7 And Aligi and Viligi, their father and the mother too,—

What will ye do? Your venomed sap, we know, is utterly powerless.

8 Daughter of Urugula, she-fiend, all female serpents' poison who crept swiftly near is impotent.

9 Dwelling beside the mountain's slope, the quick-eared porcupine exclaimed:

Of all these she-snakes homed in earth the poison is most powerless.

10 Tabuva or not Tabuva, thou verily art not Tabuva: poison is killed by Tabuva.

Tastuva or not Tastuva, thou verily art not Tastuva: poison is killed by Tastuva.