1 To the Purifier, who is cleansed as ordering priest, the song is raised: bring meed, as 'twere, to one who makes thee glad with hymns.

2 Blended with milk and curds he flows on through the long wool of the sheep.

The Gold-hued, purified, makes him three seats for rest.

3 On through the long wool of the sheep to the sweetness-dropping vat he flows:

The sevenfold choir of the seers hath sung aloud to him.

4 Shared by all the righteous, infallible, the Leader of our holy hymns,

Golden-hued, being cleansed, he hath reached the bowls.

5 After thy lofty qualities, go, as a priest purified by priests.

6 Like a car-horse who shows his strength, a gift for the righteous,

The penetrating Purifier flows along.