1 By the spacious Firmament, and Earth and Heaven, and the broad middle air which God guardeth, all signs of God, I appeal to Him in my burning indignation.

2 Listen to this, O God, who alone deservest worship. Hymns here are sung for me by the sage Bharadvaja. Bound in the noose may he be doomed to trouble whoever mars this that our mind hath purposed.

3 Hear this my call, O Mighty One, as with a burning heart I oft invoke Thee. I smite, as 'twere a tree felled with a hatchet, the man who marreth this my plan and purpose.

4 Together with the singers of hymns and all who serve God, may the felicity of the righteous guard us. I seize that man with the fire of righteous indignation.

5 O God, Lord of Heaven and Earth, regard me with Thy favour and help me. Woe fall on him who caused the hateful outrage!

6 Whoever either scorns us, or blames devotion which we now are paying, let his own wicked deeds be fires to burn him. May God's judgment consume the man who hates devotion.

7 May God in His justice seize thy sevenfold vital breath, thine eight marrows. Go, prepared, to the abode of the dead.

8 In the kindled flame I set the place assigned to thee. Let fire consume thy body, and thy voice go to the general breath.