1 Loudly the sacred fire roared. Here let it labour deftly. Spread, O flame, over spacious earth and heaven. O God, bring back him who reverently paid offerings.

2 Though he be far away, let the red steeds bring the king, bring the sage to us and friendship, since for him the priests overpower, with the rite of good protection, the verses and hymns of praise of his enemies.

3 May God, the King, call thee hither from the waters! From hills and mountains may the Provider call thee hither! May the Mighty One call thee hither to these people. Fly hither to these people as a falcon.

4 May the hawk bring the man who must be summoned, from far away, in alien land, an exile. May God make thy pathway easy. Come, and unite yourselves with him, ye kinsmen.

5 Let thine opponents call thee back. Thy friends have chosen thee again. God the Mighty and the Radiant hath kept thy home amid the tribe.

6 He who disputes our calling thee, be he a stranger or akin, drive him, O Mighty One, far away, and do Thou bring this man to us.