1 Glory to God, who sends the lightning's flash; glory to Him, whose thunder roars! Glory to Him, whose stone is hurled against the undevout!

2 Glory to God, who draws the lightning from the flood, whence it collects fervent heat! Be gracious to our bodies, give our children happiness and joy.

3 Yea, glory be to God, Creator of the dart and fiery flame: for well we know His secret and sublimest dominion, where the fire lies hidden in the sea.

4 The Arrow which God created, making it strong and mighty for the shooting, be gracious, O God, lauded thus, to our assembly. To Thee be our homage.