Benign to me, by God's grace, be all those lunar mansions to which the moon as he moves on doth honour, all that are in the sky, the air, the waters, on earth, on mountains, in the heavenly regions.

2 Propitious, mighty, let the eight-and-twenty together, by God's decree, deal me out my share of profit. Profit and wealth be mine, and wealth and profit! To day and night be our thanks rendered to God who made them!

3 Fair be my sunset, fair my morn and evening and day with lucky chase and happy omens; with blessing and success, O God, go with the mortal and return rejoicing.

4 Excitement and clamour, reproof, all sounds of empty pitchers, send into the distance, O God the Light-giver.

6 These flames of the Lord of Prayer borne to all quarters in the wind, turn them all hither, O God the Mighty, and make them most gracious unto me.