1 With what help will He come to us, wonderful, ever-waxing Friend; with what most mighty company?

2 What genuine and most liberal gift will spirit Thee to burst open even strongly-guarded wealth?

3 Do Thou who art Protector of us Thy friends who praise Thee with hundred aids approach us.

4 Like as a courser's circling wheel, so turn Thee hitherward to us, attracted by the hymns of men.

5 Thou seekest as it were Thine own stations with swift descent of powers: I share Thee even with the sun.

6 What time Thy courage and his wheels together, O Mighty One, run their course, with Thee and with the sun alike,

7 So even, Lord of Power and Might, the people call Thee the Bountiful, Giver, who pauses not to think.

8 And verily to him who toils and gives for Thy sake Thou quickly givest ample wealth.

9 No, not a hundred hinderers can check Thy gracious bounty's flow, nor Thy great deeds when Thou wilt act.

10 May Thine assistance keep us safe, Thy hundred and Thy thousand aids: may all Thy favours strengthen us.

11 Do Thou elect us this place for friendship and prosperity, and great celestial opulence.

12 Favour us, O Mighty One, evermore with overflowing store of wealth: with all Thy succours aid Thou us.

13 With new protections, O Mighty One, like an archer, open Thou for us the stables that are filled with kine.

14 Our chariot, O Mighty One, boldly moves endued with splendour, ne'er repulsed, winning for us both kine and steeds.

15 O God, make our fame to be most excellent among the righteous, most lofty as the heaven on high.