1 He hath sent forth, bright, radiant, and refulgent, like the Dawn's Lover, His far-spreading lustre.

Pure in His splendour shines the golden Hero: our longing thoughts hath He aroused and wakened.

2 He, like the sun, hath shone while morn is breaking, and priests who weave the worship sing praises,

The God who knows their generations and is near the righteous, most bounteous, rapid envoy.

3 Our songs and holy hymns go forth to God, seeking Him and asking Him for riches,

Him fair to see, of goodly aspect, mighty, men's messenger who carries their offerings.

4 Joined with the angels, O God, bring Thou the Mighty, bring hither the Healer with the healers,

Boundless mercy for all men with the lights of heaven, the Lord of prayer, All-bounteous, with the singers.

5 Men eagerly implore at worship the Most Youthful God, the joyous Herald.

For He is Lord and Ruler over riches, and for the worship of the righteous an unwearied envoy.