1 Offer your gifts in the name of the bounteous God whom we must serve,

He who is nearest kin to us:

2 Who for the Fivefold People's sake hath seated Himself in every home,

Wise, Youthful, Master of the house.

3 On all sides may that God guard our household folk and property;

May He deliver us from woe.

4 I have begotten this new hymn for God, Falcon of the sky:

Will He not give us of His wealth?

5 Whose glories when He glows in front of worship are fair to see,

Like wealth of one with hero sons.

6 May He enjoy this hallowed gift, may God accept our songs, who bears

Our offerings, best of worshippers.

7 Lord of the house, whom men must seek, we set Thee down, O Worshipped One!

Bright, rich in heroes, O God!

8 Shine forth at night and morn: through Thee with fires are we provided well.

Thou, rich in heroes, art our Friend.

9 The men come near Thee for their gain, the singers with their songs of praise:

Speech, thousandfold, comes near to Thee.

10 Bright, Purifier, meet for praise, Immortal with refulgent glow,

God drives the evil ones away.

11 As such, bring us abundant wealth, young Child of Strength, for this Thou canst;

May the Bestower give us what is choice.

12 Thou, O God, givest hero fame: the Bestower and the Giver of Light,

And the Giver give us what is good.

13 O God, preserve us from distress: consume our enemies, O God,

Eternal, with the hottest flames.

14 And, irresistible, be Thou a mighty iron fort to us,

With hundred walls for man's defence.

15 Do Thou preserve us, eve and morn, from sorrow, from the wicked men,

Infallible! by day and night.