1 Let the prayer issue from the seat of Order, for the sun with his beams hath loosed the cattle.

With lofty ridges earth is far extended, and the fire's flame hath lit the spacious surface.

2 O Lord, All-Seeing and Friend, this hymn to You, like food, anew I offer.

One of Your names is a strong unerring Leader, and the Friend, speaking, stirreth men to labour.

3 The movements of the gliding wind come hither: like cows, the springs are filled to overflowing.

Born in the station e'en of lofty heaven the Bull hath loudly bellowed in this region.

4 May I bring hither with my song, O Mighty One, the wise Lord of kindness who yokes Thy dear Bay Horses,

Voracious, with Thy noble car, O Hero, Him who defeats the wrath of the malicious.

5 In their own place of worship adorers worship to gain long life and win His friendship.

He hath poured food on men when they have praised Him; be this, the dearest reverence, paid to God the Healer.

6 Coming together, glorious, loudly roaring, the mother of floods, the seventh,

With copious milk, with fair streams, strongly flowing, full swelling with the volume of their water;

7 And may the mighty angels, too, rejoicing, aid our devotion and protect our offspring.

Let not swift-moving lightning neglect us: they have increased our own appropriate riches.

8 Bring ye the great devotion before you, and the Nourisher as the Hero of the assembly,

The Bestower who looks upon this hymn with favour, and, as our strength, the bountiful gift of knowledge.

9 May this our song of praise reach you, O angels, and the All-Pervading, guardian of the future infant.

May they vouchsafe the singer strength for offspring. Preserve us evermore with blessings.