1 To Him adorable, mighty, meet for assemblies, this strengthening hymn, unceasing, have they offered.

May the Radiant One hear us with His homely splendours, hear us, Eternal One, with heavenly lustre.

2 To mighty heaven and earth I sing forth loudly: my wish goes out desirous and well knowing

Both, at whose laud in assemblies, showing favour, the angels rejoice them with the living mortal.

3 O heaven and earth, may your great law be faithful: be ye our leaders for our high advantage.

To heaven and earth I offer this my homage, with food, O God, as I pray for riches.

4 Yea, holy heaven and earth, the ancient sages whose word was ever true had power to find you;

And brave men in the fight where heroes conquer, O earth, have known you well and paid you honour.

5 What pathway leadeth to the angels? Who knoweth this of a truth, and who will now declare it?

Seen are their lowest dwelling-places only, but they are in remote and secret regions.

6 The Sage who looketh on mankind hath viewed them bedewed, rejoicing in the seat of Order.

They make a home as for a bird, though parted, with one same will finding themselves together.

7 Partners though parted, with far-distant limits, on one firm place both stand for ever watchful,

And, being young for evermore, as sisters, speak to each other names that are united.

8 All living things they part and keep asunder; though bearing up the mighty angels they reel not.

One God is Lord of what is fixed and moving, that walks, that flies, this multiform creation.

9 Afar the Ancient from of old I ponder, our kinship with our mighty Lord and Creator,

Singing the praise whereof the angels by custom stand on the spacious far-extended pathway.

10 This laud, O heaven and earth, to you I utter: let the kind-hearted hear, whose tongue is truth,

Young, Sovereign Rulers, the All-Seeing and the Friend, the wise and very glorious Sustainers.

11 The fair-tongued God, the Light-giver, the golden-handed, comes thrice from heaven as Lord in our assembly.

Bear to the angels this song of praise, and send us, then, O God, complete and perfect safety.

12 Deft worker, skilful-handed, helpful, holy, may God the Maker give us these things to aid us.

Take your delight, ye skilful artisans, with the Nourisher: ye have prepared the rite with stones adjusted.

13 Borne on their flashing car, the spear-armed storm-angels, the nimble youths of heaven, the sons of Order,

The Holy One, and the Word, shall hear us: ye Mighty, give us wealth with noble offspring.

14 To God the All-Pervading, rich in marvels, songs and praises shall go as singers on the road of the Bountiful,

The Chieftain of the Mighty Stride, whose servants never disregard Him.

15 The Mighty One, who rules through all His powers heroic, hath with His majesty filled earth and heaven.

Lord of brave hosts, Fort-crusher, slayer of the obstructor, gather Thou up and bring us store of cattle.

16 My forefathers were the righteous ones, kind to kinsmen: the kinship of the Healers is a glorious title.

For ye are they who give us store of riches: ye guard your gift uncheated by the bounteous.

17 This is, ye Wise, your great and glorious title, that all ye angels abide by the command of the Mighty One.

Friend, Much-invoked! art Thou with Thy skilful artisans: fashion ye this our hymn for our advantage.

18 The Upholder of Law and the Boundless One deserve our worship: the laws of the All-Seeing remain unbroken.

The lot of childlessness remove ye from us, and let our course be rich in kine and offspring.

19 May the angels' envoy, sent to many a quarter, proclaim us sinless for our perfect safety.

May earth and heaven, the sun, the waters, hear us, and the wide firmament and constellations.

20 Hear us the mountains which distil the rain-drops, and, resting firm, rejoice in freshening moisture.

May the Boundless One with the Sustainers hear us, and the storm-angels grant us their auspicious shelter.

21 Soft be our path for ever, well-provisioned: with pleasant meath, O angels, the herbs besprinkle.

Safe be my bliss, O God, in Thy friendship: may I attain the seat of foodful riches.

22 Accept the offering: beam Thou strength upon us; combine Thou for our good all kinds of glory.

Conquer in battle, O God, all those foemen, and light us every day with loving kindness.