Come, we have pressed the juice as an offering for Thy sake: O God the Mighty, accept this gift here. Be gracious to us who are gathered on this sacred grass.

2 O God, let Thy bounty, answered by prayer, bring Thy mercy nigh to us. Give ear and listen to our prayers.

3 We, the devout, bringing the offering, call on Thee, O God, we who have pressed the juice.

4 God the singers with high praise, God the reciters with their lauds, God the choirs have glorified.

5 God hath ever close to Him His mercy, answering at the word of the worshipper; God the Glorious, Thunder-armed.

6 God hath raised the sun aloft in heaven that it may give light afar; He burst the mountain for the kine.