1 The thirty-three angels and the One, whose seat hath been the sacred grass,

From time of old have found and gained.

2 The Upholder, the Friend, the Noble One, the Radiant, sending boons,

To whom our call is addressed:

3 These are our guardians in the west, and northward here, and in the south,

And on the east, with all the tribe.

4 Even as God desires so verily shall it be. None minisheth this power of His,

No demon, and no mortal.

5 The Seven carry seven spears; seven are the splendours they possess,

And seven the glories they assume.