1 May it glide harmless by in this our offering, O God, Giver of provision, be gracious unto us. Let not disaster, let not malison find us out; let not abominable guiles discover us.

2 O God, Friend and All-Seeing, turn carefully away from us the deadly dart that flies to-day, the missile of the wicked ones.

3 Ward off from this side and from that, O All-Seeing, the deadly dart: give us Thy great protection, turn the lethal weapon far away.

4 A mighty Ruler thus art Thou, unconquered, vanquisher of foes, Thou whose friend is never slain, whose friend is never overcome.