God the Mighty and the Nourisher have gone forth along the ways on every side. To-day those hosts of enemies must flee bewildered far away.

2 Ye foes, come hitherward dismayed like serpents when their heads are gone. Let God the Mighty slay each bravest one of you whom the Radiant One has confused.

3 Gird thou a bullock's hide on these, make those as timid as the deer. Let the foe flee away, and let his kine come hitherward to us.