1 After his ancient splendour, they, the bold, have drawn the bright milk from

The Sage who wins a thousand gifts.

2 In aspect he is like the Sun; he runneth forward to the lakes,

Seven currents flowing through the sky.

3 He, shining in his splendour, stands high over all things that exist-

Wondrous as the Sun.

4 Thou, in thy brilliancy, pourest on us, as a Friend,

Wealth from the kine to feast the righteous.