1 Strong, Godly-natured, born for hero exploit, man's Friend, He doeth whatever deed He willeth. Saving us e'en from great transgression, the Youthful visiteth man's home with favour.

2 Waxing in greatness God slayeth Vrtra: the Hero with His aid hath helped the singer. He gave Sudas wide room and space, and often hath granted wealth to him who brought offerings.

3 Soldier unchecked, war-rousing, battling Hero, unconquered from of old, victorious ever, the very strong hath scattered armies; yea, He hath slain each foe who fought against Him.

4 Thou with Thy greatness hast filled full, O Mighty One, even both the worlds with might, O Thou Most Mighty.

Lord of Bays, brandishing His thunder, He is gratified with the provision He has given at the banquet.

5 A Bull begat the Bull for joy of battle, and a strong Mother brought forth him the manly.

He who is Chief of men, their armies' Leader, is strong Hero, bold, and fain for booty.

6 The people falter not, nor suffer sorrow, who win themselves this God's terrific spirit.

He who with devotion worships God is lord of wealth, law-born and law's protector.

7 Whene'er the elder fain would help the younger the greater cometh to the lesser's presence.

Shall the Immortal sit aloof inactive? O Wondrous One, bring us wondrous riches.

8 Thy dear folk, O God, who present offerings, are, in chief place, Thy friends, O Thunder-wielder.

May we be best content in this Thy favour, sheltered by One who slays not, but preserves us.

9 To Thee the mighty hymn hath clamoured loudly, and, Bountiful One, the eloquent hath besought Thee.

Desire of wealth hath come upon Thy singer: help us then, O Mighty, to our share of riches.

10 Place us by food which Thou hast given, O God, us and the wealthy patrons who command us.

Let Thy great power bring good to him who lauds Thee. Preserve us evermore with blessings.