1 Thy blessed majesty, victorious Lord, shines brightly in the neighbourhood of the sun. Splendid to see, it shows even at night-time, and food is fair to look on in Thy beauty.

2 O God, disclose Thy thought for him who singeth, the well, Strong God! while Thou art praised with fervour. Vouchsafe to us that powerful hymn, O Mighty, which, Radiant One! with all the righteous Thou lovest.

3 From Thee, O God, springs poetic wisdom, from Thee come thoughts and hymns of praise that prosper; from Thee flows wealth, with heroes to adorn it, to the true-hearted man who gives for Thy sake.

4 From Thee the hero springs who wins the booty, bringer of help, mighty, of real courage. From Thee comes wealth, sent by God, bliss-giving; O God, from Thee the fleet impetuous charger.

5 Immortal One, Thee whose voice is pleasant, as first in rank, as God, religious mortals invite with hymns; Thee who removest hatred, Friend of the Home, the household's Lord, unerring.

6 Far from us Thou removest want and sorrow, far from us all ill-will when Thou protectest. Son of Strength, blest is he at evening whom Thou as God attendest for his welfare.