Thou art a grasper, holding fast both hands: thou drivest fiends away. A holder both of progeny and riches has this ring become.

2 Prepare accordantly, O ring, the mother for the infant's birth. On the right way bring forth the boy. Make him come hither. I am here.

3 The amulet which a mother wore when desirous of a son, God the Fashioner has bound upon this dame and said, Be mother of a boy.