Decade I — God the Mighty

1 Giver from all sides, bring to us from every side, Thou whom as strongest we entreat!

2 This scholar, comer at due time, is renowned and praised for his devotion to the Mighty One.

3 The scholars with their hymns exalting the Mighty increased his strength that he might overthrow the serpent of evil.

4 A chariot was wrought for Thy courser, and the Maker, much-invoked! the bolt that glitters.

5 Rest, wealth to him who longs for wealth! the man without worship stirs not his love nor wins his way to riches.

6 The cows are ever pure and all-supporting, the angels are ever free from stain and blemish.

7 With all Thy beauty come! The kine approaching with full udders follow on Thy path.

8 May we, inhabiting a sweet-rich dwelling, increase our wealth, and think of Thee, O Mighty!

9 The angels with fair hymns chant out their praise-song: this famed and youthful One is exalted with accord.

10 Sing to your Mighty One, mightiest overcomer of evil, sing to the Sage the song that He accepteth!

Decade II — God the Radiant and the Mighty

1 The Observant One hath appeared, the Bearer of offerings with His car.

2 O God, be our nearest friend, yea, our protector and our kind deliverer!

3 Like the wondrous Giver of fortune, God deals treasure among the mighty.

4 Far off or present even now, send forth Thy shouting first of all!

5 Dawn drives away her sister's gloom, and through her excellence makes her retrace her path.

6 May we, with the Mighty One and the angels to aid us, bring these existing worlds to full completion!

7 Like streams of water on their way, let bounties, O Mighty, flow from Thee!

8 With this may we obtain strength God-appointed, happy with brave sons through a hundred winters!

9 With strength let the Friend and the All-Seeing swell our offerings; do Thou prepare for us rich food, O Mighty!

10 The Mighty One is King of all the world.

Decade III — God the Mighty and others

1 At the Trikadrukas the great and strong enjoyed the barley-brew. With the All-Pervading did He accept the pressed-out gift, even as He would. That hath so heightened Him the great, the wide to do His mighty work. So did the angel attend, true and faithful to the True.

2 This God who sees for thousands of mankind, the light, the thought of poets, and the Law, the brilliant One, hath sent forth hither all the Dawns: spotless, one-minded, zealous in their home they dwell, with thought upon the Mighty.

3 Come to us, O Mighty, from afar, conducting us, as to the gatherings a Lord of heroes, as an archer King, the heroes' Lord! We come with gifts of pleasant food, with flowing juice, invoking Thee, as sons invite a sire, that we may win the spoil, Thee, bounteousest, for gain of spoil.

4 Loudly I call that Bountiful One, the mighty, resistless, evermore possessing many glories. Holy, most liberal, may He lead us on to riches, through songs, and, thunder-armed, make all our pathways pleasant!

5 Heard be our prayer! In thought I honour God first: now straightway we elect this heavenly company, the Mighty One and the Wind we elect. For when our latest thought is raised and centred well on the Sun's Creator, then do our holy songs go forward on their way, our songs as 'twere unto the angels.

6 To the All-Pervading, to the mighty whom the angels follow, let your hymns born in song go forth! To the strong, very holy band adorned with bracelets, that rushes on in joy and ever roars for vigour!

7 With this His golden splendour purifying all, He with His own allies subdues all enemies, as the Sun with his own rays. Cleansing Himself with stream of juice He shines forth yellow-hued and red, when with the praisers He encompasses all forms, with praisers having seven mouths.

8 I praise this God, Lord of heaven and earth, exceeding wise, possessed of real energy, giver of treasure, thinker dear to all, whose splendour is sublime, whose light shone brilliant in creation, who, wise and golden-handed, in His beauty made the sky.

9 God I deem our Guide, munificent wealth-giver, Giver of strength, who knoweth all that is, even as the Sage who knoweth all. Lord of fair rites, a God turning to the angels, He, when the flame hath sprung forth from the holy oil, the offered fatness, longs for it as it glows bright.

10 This, O Mighty One, was Thy hero deed, Thy first and ancient work, worthy to be told forth in heaven, even Thine who furtheredst life with a God's own power, freeing the floods. All that is godless may He conquer with His might, and, Lord of Hundred Powers, find for us strength and food!

Decade IV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 High is the birth of Thy gift: though set in heaven, on earth it hath obtained dread sheltering power and great renown.

2 In sweetest and most gladdening stream flow pure, on thy way, pressed out for the glory of the Mighty, for His drink!

3 Flow onward mighty with thy stream, inspiriting the angels' Lord, winning all riches with thy power!

4 Flow onward with that juice of thine most excellent, that brings delight, slaying the wicked, dear to the righteous!

5 Three several words are uttered: kine are lowing, cows who give the milk; the tawny-hued goes bellowing on.

6 For the Mighty, girt by angels, flow, thou pure one, very rich in sweetness, to seat thee in the place of song!

7 Strong, mountain-born, the stalk hath been pressed in the streams for rapturous joy. Hawk-like he settles in his home.

8 Gold-hued! as one who giveth strength flow on for the righteous to drink, a draught for the Wind and the angelic host!

9 The dweller on the hills, effused, hath flowed into the sieve. All-bounteous art thou in delight.

10 The Sage of heaven whose heart is wise, when laid between both hands, with roars, gives us delightful powers of life.

Decade V — The Purifying Provision of God

1 The rapture-shedding streams have flowed forth in our assembly, pressed to glorify our liberal lords.

2 The streams, skilled in song, the waves, have led the water forward, like buffaloes speeding to the woods.

3 Flow on, a mighty juice; glorify us among the folk: drive all our enemies away!

4 For thou art strong by splendour: we, O Purifier, call on thee, the brilliant looker on the light.

5 The enlightener, dear, the thought of poets, hath flowed clearly, like a charioteer who starts the steed.

6 Through our desire of heroes, kine, and horses, potent drops, brilliant and swift, have been effused.

7 Working with mankind, flow on; to the Mighty go thy gladdening juice: to the Wind mount as Law commands!

8 From heaven the Purifier hath made, as 'twere, the marvellous thunder, and the lofty light of all mankind.

9 Pressed for the gladdening draught the drops flow forth abundantly with song, flow onward with the stream of sweetness.

10 Reposing on the river's wave, the Sage hath widely flowed around, bearing the bard whom many love.