1 Sing forth to Him whom many men invoke, to Him whom many laud. Invite the powerful God with your songs of praise.

2 Whose lofty might, for doubly strong is He, supports the heavens and earth,

And hills and plains and floods and light with manly power.

3 Such, Praised by many! Thou art King alone, Thou smitest the arrogant dead,

To gain, O God, spoils of war and high renown.

4 We sing this strong and wild delight of Thine which conquers in the fray,

Which, Caster of the Stone! gives room and shines like gold.

5 Wherewith Thou also foundest lights for Ayu and for man's sake:

Now joying in this sacred grass Thou beamest forth.

6 This day too singers of the hymn praise, as of old, this might of Thine:

Win Thou the waters day by day, thralls of the strong.

7 That lofty power of Thine, Thy strength and Thine intelligence,

Thy thunderbolt for which we long, the wish makes keen.

8 O God, heaven and earth augment Thy manly power and Thy renown;

The waters and Thy mountains stir and urge Thee on.

9 The lofty ruling power of the All-Pervading, the All-Seeing, the Friend sing Thy praise:

In Thee the companies of angels have great delight.

10 O God, Thou art Lord of men, most liberal of Thy gifts:

Excellent deeds for evermore are all Thine own.

11 Ever, alone, O highly-praised, Thou sendest the arrogant to their rest:

None else than God executes the mighty deed.

12 Though here and there, in varied hymns, O God, men call on Thee for aid,

Still with our heroes fight and win the light of heaven.

13 Already have all forms of Him entered our spacious dwelling-place:

For victory stir Thou, up, the Lord of Might.