1 As ye, when the Dragon had been slain, flowed forth together with a roar, so are ye called the Roaring Ones: this, O ye Rivers, is your name.

2 As driven forth by God's command ye swiftly urged your rolling waves, there God's power reached you as you flowed: hence ye are still the Water-floods.

3 God restrained you with His might as ye glided on not in accordance with His will: hence have ye got the name of Streams.

4 One only God held sway over you flowing according to your will. The mighty ones breathed upward fast: hence Water is the name they bear.

5 Water is good, water indeed is fatness. God, truly, brings water. May the strong rain of the sweetness-scattering clouds come helpful unto me with breath and vigour.

6 Then verily, I see, yea, also hear them: their sound approaches me, their voice comes hither. Even then I think I am enjoying a sweet draught, what time I drink my fill of you, gold-coloured!

7 Here, O ye Waters, is your heart. Here is your calf, ye holy ones. By God's leave flow here, just here, O mighty Streams, whither I now am leading you.