Plain text of Mandala 4 · Hymn 30 God the Mighty
1 O Mighty One, slayer of the obstructor, none is better, mightier than Thou: verily there is none like Thee.
2 Like chariot-wheels these people all together follow after Thee: Thou ever art renowned as Great.
3 Not even all the gathered angels conquered Thee, O Mighty One, in the war, when Thou didst lengthen days by night.
4 When for the sake of those oppressed, and Kutsa as he battled, Thou stolest away the sun's car-wheel.
5 When, fighting singly, O Mighty One, Thou o'ercamest all the furious ones, Thou slewest those who strove with Thee.
6 When also for a mortal man, O Mighty One, Thou speddest forth the sun, and holpest Etasa with might.
7 What? Slayer of the obstructor, art not Thou, Bountiful One, fiercest in Thy wrath? So hast Thou quelled the demon too.
12 Thou, O Mighty One, didst, with Thy power, resist the overflowing stream which spread her waters o'er the land.
13 Valiantly didst Thou seize and take the store which Susna had amassed, when Thou didst crush his fortresses.
14 Thou, O Mighty One, also smotest down Kulitara's son Sambara, the enemy, from the lofty hill.
15 Of the enemy Varcin's Thou didst slay the hundred thousand and the five, crushed like the fellies of a car.
16 So the Mighty One, Lord of Heroes, Powers, caused the unwedded damsel's son, the castaway, to share the lauds.
17 So sapient, the Mighty One, Lord of Might, brought Turvaga and Yadu, those who feared the flood, in safety o'er.
18 Arpa and Citraratha, both Aryas, Thou, O Mighty One, slewest swift, on yonder side of Sarayu.
19 Thou, slayer of the obstructor, didst conduct those two forlorn, the blind, the lame. None may attain this bliss of Thine.
20 For Divodasa, him who brought his gift, the Mighty One overthrew a hundred fortresses of stone.
21 The thirty thousand enemies He with power and weapons sent to slumber, for Dabhiti's sake.
22 As such, O slayer of the obstructor, Thou art general Lord of kine for all, Thou Shaker of all things that be.
23 O Mighty One, whatever deed of might Thou hast this day to execute, none be there now to hinder it.
24 O Watchful One, may God give thee all goodly things. May the Bountiful, the Giver, give all things fair.