We will present fair praise unto the Mighty One, our hymns to God in the house of worship; for no wealth is found with those who seem to sleep; the Giver of wealth to men is not praised with paltry praise.

2 Giver of horses, giver of kine, giver of barley, Thou art Lord and guard of wealth: Man's helper from of old, not disappointing hope, Friend of our friends, to Thee as such we sing this praise.

3 O God, most splendid, powerful, rich in mighty deeds, this treasure spread around is known to be Thine own. Give us from it, O Conqueror: fail not the hope of him who loves and sings to Thee.

4 Well-pleased with our devotion and offerings, take away our poverty with steeds and kine. With God the Mighty scattering the wicked, freed from their hate may we obtain abundant food.

5 Let us obtain, O God, plenteous wealth and food, with strength exceeding glorious, shining to the sky. May we obtain Thy providence, the strength of heroes, special source of cattle, rich in steeds.

6 These our offerings, strength-inspiring, were accepted by Thee in the fight with the tyrant, Hero-Lord, what time Thou didst overthrow for the singer, with trimmed grass, ten thousand tyrants, Thou resistless in Thy might.

7 Thou goest on from fight to fight intrepidly, destroying castle after castle here with strength. Thou, O God, with Thy power which makes the foe bow down, didst slay from far away the guileful Namuchi.

8 Thou hast struck down in death Karanja and Parnaya, in Atithigva's very glorious going forth: unyielding, when Rijisvan compassed them with siege, Thou hast destroyed the hundred towns of Vangrida.

9 With all-outstripping chariot wheel, O far-famed God, Thou hast overthrown the twice ten kings of men, with sixty thousand nine-and-ninety followers, who came in arms to fight with friendless Susravas.

10 Thou hast protected Susravas with succour, and Turvayana with Thine aid, O God: Thou madest Kutsa, Atithigva, Ayu subject unto this king, the young, the mighty.

11 May we, protected by Thy angels hereafter, remain Thy very prosperous friends, O God. Thee we extol, enjoying through Thy favour life long and joyful and with store of heroes.