1 May God the Friend, in His mercy, order the seasons, lulling the earth to rest with men of splendour. And so may He make our dominion tranquil and exalted.

2 May God the Mighty and the Fashioner hear my word with favour, may the Ordainer and the Gracious One, the Light-giver, accept it. I call upon God that I may be the centre of my kinsmen.

3 I call upon God, the Provider and the Light-giver, with humble homage in the time of contest. Long may this fire send forth its splendour, lighted by kinsmen uttering no word against me.

4 Here, verily, may you stay: go ye no farther. May God the Nourisher, Lord of Increase, bring you hither! To please this man may all God's favours come unto you.

5 May our minds be bent together; may your vows and purposes be bent together with ours. May God bring together you who stand apart with hopes opposed to ours.

6 I with my spirit hold your spirits in fellowship. Follow with thought and wish my thoughts and wishes. May your hearts be loyal to my dominion: come to me attendant the way I guide you.