4 Go to the wise, unconquered One, ask of God, who is better than thy friends.

5 Whether the men who mock us say, Depart unto another place, ye who serve God and none else;

6 or whether, God of wondrous deeds, all our true people call us blest, still may we dwell in God's care.

7 Unto the Swift One bring the swift, man-cheering gift of sacrifice, that gives wings and joy to the worshipper.

8 Thou, Lord of hundred powers, hast overthrown the tyrants; Thou holpest the warrior in the fray.

9 We praise Thee, Lord of hundred powers, Thee the powerful in fight, that, O God, we may win us wealth.

10 To Him the mighty stream of wealth, prompt Friend of him who pours the offering, yea, to this God sing your song.

11 O come ye hither, sit ye down: to God sing ye forth your song, companions, bringing hymns of praise.

12 To Him the richest of the rich, the Lord of treasures excellent, with the offering outpoured,