I — The Purifying Provision of God

1 These rapid streams have been poured through the purifying sieve, to bring us all felicities.

2 Dispelling manifold mishap, giving the courser's progeny, yea, and the warrior steed's, success.

3 Bringing prosperity to kine, they pour perpetual strengthening food on us for noble eulogy.

II — The Purifying Provision of God

1 The King, the Purifier, is implored with holy songs, on man's behalf, to travel through the realm of air.

2 Pressed for the banquet of the righteous, bring us might and speed, like beauty for a brilliant show!

3 Bring us hundredfold increase of kine, and noble steeds. The gift of fortune for our help!

III — The Purifying Provision of God

1 With worship we seek to Thee, fair cherisher of manly might, in mansions of the lofty heavens.

2 Accept the gladdening gift, crusher of the bold, praiseworthy, with most mighty sway, destroyer of a hundred forts.

3 Hence riches came to Thee, the King, O sapient One: the strong-winged bird, unwearied, brought it from the sky.

4 And now, sent forth, he hath attained to mighty power and majesty, active and ready to assist.

5 That each may see the light, the bird brought us the guard of Law, the friend, the speeder through the air.

IV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 For food, flow onward with thy stream, cleansed and made bright by sapient men: with sheen approach the milk!

2 While thou art cleansed, song-lover, bring comfort and vigour to the folk, poured, tawny one! on milk and curds!

3 Purified for the feast of the righteous, go thou to the settled place of the Mighty, resplendent, furthered by the strong!

V — God the Radiant

1 By the fire the fire is kindled, the Lord of the house, wise, young, who bears our gifts: the ladle is his mouth.

2 O God, be his sure defence who, lord of gifts, worshippeth Thee, the Messenger.

3 Be gracious, brilliant God, to him who, rich in sacred gifts, would fain call to the feast of the righteous!

VI — God the Friend and the All-Seeing

1 The Friend of holy strength I call, and the foe-destroying All-Seeing, who perfect prayer with offered oil.

2 By Law, O Friend and All-Seeing, Law-strengtheners who cleave to Law, have ye obtained your lofty power.

3 The Sages, the Friend and the All-Seeing, of wide dominion, mighty ones, bestow on us effectual strength.

VII — The Angels

1 So mayst thou verily be seen coming with the fearless Mighty One: both of equal splendour, bringing bliss!

2 Thereafter they, as is their wont, resumed the state of new-born babes, taking their worshipful name.

3 Thou, O Mighty, with the rapid angels who shatter even what is firm, even in the cave didst find the cows.

VIII — God the Mighty and the Radiant

1 I call the twain whose deed wrought here hath all been famed in ancient time: the Mighty and the Radiant, harm us not!

2 The strong, the scatterers of the foe, the Mighty and the Radiant we invoke: may they be kind to one like me!

3 Ye slay our foes, O Lords of heroes, slay our enemies: ye drive all enemies away.

IX — The Purifying Provision of God

1 The living drops pour, as they flow, the gladdening drink, intelligent drops above the station of the sea, exhilarating, dropping sweetness.

2 May the King, the Purifier, speed with his wave over the sea the lofty rite! Do thou by the decree of the Friend and the All-Seeing flow furthering the lofty rite:

3 Far-seeing, lovely, guided by the men, the God whose habitation is the sea!

X — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Three are the voices that the car-steed utters: he speaks the lore of prayer, the thought of Order. To the cows' master come the cows inquiring: the hymns with eager longing come.

2 To the gift come the cows, the milch-kine longing, to it sages with their hymns inquiring. Effused, it is purified and lauded: our hymns and songs unite.

3 Thus, as we pour thee into vessels, while thou art purified, flow for our welfare! Pass on with great joy and rapture: make the voice swell, and generate abundance!

XI — God the Mighty

1 O Mighty, if a hundred heavens and if a hundred earths were Thine—no, not a hundred suns could match Thee, not both the worlds, O Thunderer.

2 Thou, hero, hast performed Thy hero deeds with might, yea, all with strength, O strongest One. O Bountiful, help us to a stable full of kine, O Thunderer, with wondrous aids!

XII — God the Mighty

1 We compass Thee like water, we whose grass is trimmed and offering made. Here where the filter pours its stream, Thy worshippers round Thee, O overcomer of evil, sit.

2 Men, O Provider! by the gift with lauds call Thee to the foremost place. When cometh He athirst unto the juice as home, O Mighty, like a bellowing bull?

3 O valiant hero, boldly win thousandfold spoil with the people! O active Bountiful, with eager prayer we crave the yellow-hued with store of kine.

XIII — God the Mighty

1 With Plenty for his true ally the active man will gain the spoil. Your Lord, much-invoked, I bend with song, as bends a wright his wheel of solid wood.

2 They who bestow great riches love not paltry praise: wealth comes not to the niggard churl. Light is the task to give, O Bountiful, to one like me on the decisive day.

XIV — The Purifying Provision of God

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

2 The young and sacred mothers of the holy rite have uttered praise, embellishing the Child of Heaven.

3 From every side, for our profit, pour thou forth four seas, filled full of riches thousandfold!

XV — The Purifying Provision of God

1 The streams, very rich in sweets, for which the sieve is destined, flow effused, the source of the Mighty's joy: may your strong juices reach the righteous!

2 It flows on for the Mighty's sake—thus have the angels declared. The Lord of Speech exerts Himself, controller of all power and might.

3 Inciter of the voice of song, with thousand streams the ocean flows, the gift of the Lord of opulence, the friend of the Mighty, day by day.

XVI — The Purifying Provision of God

1 Spread is thy cleansing filter, O Lord of prayer: as prince thou enterest its limbs from every side. The raw, whose mass hath not been heated, gains not this: they only which are dressed, which bear, attain to it.

2 High in the seat of heaven is placed the scorcher's sieve: its threads are standing separate, glittering with light. The swift ones favour him who purifieth this: with brilliancy they mount up to the height of heaven.

3 The foremost spotted Steer hath made the Mornings shine: he bellows, fain for war, among created things. By His high wisdom have the mighty Sages wrought: the forefathers who behold mankind laid down the germ.

XVII — God the Radiant

1 Sing forth to Him, the holy, most munificent, sublime with His refulgent glow, to God, ye who praise!

2 Worshipped with gifts, glorified, splendid, the Bountiful shall win for the giver heroic fame: and will not His more plentiful benevolence come to us with abundant strength?

XVIII — God the Mighty

1 We sing this strong and wild delight of Thine which conquers in the fray, which, Caster of the Stone! gives room and shines like gold.

2 Wherewith Thou foundest shining lights for the sake of man: now joying in this sacred grass Thou bearest forth.

3 This day too singers of the hymn praise, as of old, this might of Thine: win Thou the waters every day, thralls of the strong!

XIX — God the Mighty

1 O Mighty, hear the call of him who serveth Thee. Satisfy him with wealth of kine and valiant offspring! Great art Thou.

2 For he, O Mighty, hath produced for Thee the newest gladdening song, a hymn that springs from careful thought, ancient and full of sacred truth.

3 That Mighty One will we laud whom songs and hymns of praise have magnified. Striving to win, we celebrate His many deeds of hero might.