1 Praise God whom our songs must laud, sole Sovereign of mankind, the Chief

Most liberal who controlleth men.

2 In whom the hymns of praise delight, and all the glory-giving songs,

Like the floods' longing for the sea.

3 Him I invite with eulogy, best King, effective in the fight,

Strong for the gain of mighty spoil.

4 Whose perfect ecstasies are wide, profound, victorious, and give

Joy in the field where heroes win.

5 Him, when the spoils of war are staked, men call to be their advocate:

They who have God win the day.

6 Men honour Him with stirring songs and magnify with solemn rites:

God is He who giveth ease.

7 God is priest and seer, He is much invoked by many men,

And mighty by His mighty powers.

8 Meet to be lauded and invoked, true Hero with His deeds of might,

Victorious even when alone.

9 The men, the people magnify that God with their chants,

With hymns and sacred eulogies

10 Him who advances them to wealth, sends light to lead them in the war,

And quells their foemen in the fray.

11 May He, the saviour much-invoked, may God bear us in a ship

Safely beyond all enemies.

12 As such, O God, honour us with gifts of booty, further us,

And lead us to felicity.