Plain text of Hymn 62 God the Mighty and Others
1 Your well-known prompt activities aforetime needed no impulse from your faithful servant.
Where, O Mighty and All-Seeing, is now that glory wherewith ye brought support to those who loved you?
2 This man, most diligent, seeking after riches, incessantly invokes you for your favour.
Accordant, O Mighty and All-Seeing, with the storm-angels, with heaven and earth, hear ye mine invocation.
3 O Mighty and All-Seeing, ours be this treasure; ours be wealth, with full store of heroes.
May the wives of the righteous with their shelter aid us, and the Word and the Giver with the mornings.
4 Be pleased with our offerings, thou loved of all, Lord of Prayer:
Give wealth to him who brings Thee gifts.
5 At worship, with your hymns worship the pure Lord of Prayer:
I pray for power which none may bend.
6 The Bull of men, whom none deceive, the wearer of each shape at will,
The Lord of Prayer Most Excellent.
7 Divine, resplendent Nourisher, this our newest hymn of eulogy,
By us is chanted forth to Thee.
8 Accept with favour this my song, be gracious to the earnest thought,
Even as a bridegroom to his bride.
9 May He who sees all living things see them together at a glance:
May He, the Nourisher, be our help.
10 May we attain that excellent glory of God the Light-giver:
So may He stimulate our prayers.
11 With understanding, earnestly, of God the Light-giver we crave
Our portion of prosperity.
12 Men, singers, worship God the Light-giver with hymn and holy rites,
Urged by the impulse of their thoughts.
13 The gift that gives success goes forth, goes to the gathering place of the righteous,
To seat itself at the seat of Law.
14 To us and to our cattle may God give salutary food,
To biped and to quadruped.
15 May He, strengthening our power of life, and conquering our foes,
In our assembly take His seat.
16 May God the Friend and the All-Seeing, sapient Pair, bedew our pasturage with oil,
With meath the regions of the air.
17 Far-ruling, joyful when adored, ye reign through majesty of might,
With pure laws everlastingly.
18 Lauded by Jamadagni's song, sit in the place of holy Law:
Accept, ye who strengthen Law.