1 This sap, wise of heart, when laid between both hands and pressed,

Sends us delightful powers of life.

2 On, onward to a glorious home; dear to the people void of guile,

With excellent enjoyment, flow.

4 Urged by the seven devotions it hath stirred the guileless rivers.

7 Aid us in holy rites, O Lord: O Purifier, drive away

Dark shades that must be met in fight.

8 Make the paths ready for a hymn newer and newer evermore:

Make the lights shine as erst they shone.

9 Give, O Purifier, high renown, give kine and steeds and hero sons:

Win for us wisdom, win the light.