Decade I — God the Mighty

1 Let the gifts make Thee glad! Display Thy bounty, Thunderer: drive off the enemies of prayer!

2 Accept our offering, Lord of hymns! with streams of sweetness Thou art bedewed: yea, O Mighty One, glory is Thy gift.

3 The Mighty One hath ever thought of you and tended you with care. The God, heroic, is not checked.

4 Let the drops pass within Thee as the rivers flow into the sea. O Mighty One, naught excelleth Thee!

5 The singers with high praise, the reciters with their lauds, the choirs have glorified the Mighty One.

6 May the Mighty One give, to aid us, wealth that rules the skilful ones! Yea, may the Strong give potent wealth.

7 Verily the Mighty One, conquering all, drives even mighty fear away, for firm is He and swift to act.

8 These songs with every draught we pour come, lover of the song, to Thee as milch-kine hasten to their calves.

9 The Mighty One and the Nourisher will we call for friendship and prosperity, and for the winning of the spoil.

10 O Mighty One, slayer of evil, naught is better, mightier than Thou. Verily there is none like Thee!

Decade II — God the Mighty

1 Him have I magnified, our Lord in common, guardian of your folk, discloser of great wealth in kine.

2 Songs have outpoured themselves to Thee, O Mighty, the strong, the guardian Lord, and with one will have risen to Thee!

3 Good guidance hath the mortal man whom the Guardian, the host of angels, and the Friends, void of guile, protect.

4 Bring us the wealth for which we long, O Lord, that which is concealed in strong firm place precipitous.

5 Him, your best slayer of evil, him the famous champion of mankind, I urge to great munificence.

6 O Mighty One, may we adorn Thy fame, fame of one like Thee, hero! deck, O Mighty, Thy fame at highest feast!

7 O Lord, accept at break of day our offering mixed with roasted corn, with groats, with cake, with eulogies!

8 With waters' foam Thou didst tear off, O Mighty One, the head of arrogance, when Thou o'ercamest all the foes.

9 Thine are these gifts, Thine, O Lord, those still to be expressed: enjoy them, Lord of princely wealth!

10 For Thee, O Lord of light, offerings are made and grass is strewn: be gracious to Thy worshippers!

Decade III — God the Mighty

1 We, seeking strength, with offerings fill full for your Lord a well, most liberal, Lord of boundless might.

2 O Lord, even from that place come unto us with food that gives a hundred, yea, a thousand powers!

3 The new-born slayer of evil asked his mother, as he seized his shaft, Who are the fierce and famous ones?

4 Let us call him to aid whose hands stretch far, the highly-lauded, who fulfils the work to favour us.

5 The Friend who knoweth leadeth us, and the All-Seeing who guideth straight, and the Guardian, in accord with the angels.

6 When, even as she were present here, red Dawn hath shone from far away, she spreadeth light on every side.

7 O All-Seeing and Friend, sapient pair, pour fatness on our pastures, pour sweetness on the regions of the air!

8 And, at our gatherings, these sons, singers, have enlarged their bounds, so that the cows must walk knee-deep.

9 Through all this world God's knowledge reaches: thrice His decree is established, and the whole is gathered under His power.

Decade IV — God the Mighty

1 Pass by the wrathful giver; speed the man who pours his offering, accept the gift which he presents to Thee!

2 What is the word addressed to Him, God great and excellently wise? For this is what exalteth Him.

3 His wealth who hath no store of kine hath ne'er found out recited laud, nor song of praises that is sung.

4 Lord of each thing that giveth strength, the Mighty delighteth most in lauds, the friend of offerings.

5 With wealth to our offering come, be not Thou angry with us, like a great man with a youthful bride.

6 When, O Provider, wilt Thou love the laud? Now let the Channel bring the stream. The juice is ready to ferment.

7 After the Seasons, O Mighty, accept the gift from the scholar: Thy friendship is invincible!

8 O Mighty One, lover of the song, we are the singers of Thy praise; O Lord, quicken us!

9 O Mighty One, in each fight and fray give to our bodies manly strength: strong Lord, grant ever-conquering might!

10 For so Thou art the brave man's friend; a hero, too, art Thou, and strong: so may Thine heart be won to us!

Decade V — God the Mighty

1 Like kine unmilked we call aloud, hero, to Thee, and sing Thy praise, Looker on heavenly light, Lord of this moving world, Lord of what moveth not!

2 That we may win us wealth and power we poets, verily, call on Thee: in war men call on Thee, hero's Lord, in the steed's race-course call on Thee!

3 To you will I sing the praise of Him who gives good gifts as well we know; the praise of the Bountiful who, rich in treasure, aids His singers with wealth thousandfold.

4 As cows low to their calves in stalls, so with our songs we glorify this Lord, even your wondrous God who checks attack, who takes delight in precious gifts.

5 Loud singing at the sacred rite we invoke with haste, that He may help, as the bard's cherisher, the One who findeth wealth for you.

6 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.

7 Accept, O Lord, the savoury offering, and cheer Thee with our milky draught! Be, for our weal, our friend, and let Thy wisdom guard us well!

8 For Thou, come to the worshipper, wilt find great wealth to make us rich. Fill Thyself full, O Bountiful, for gain of kine, full, O Lord, for the gain of steeds!

9 The righteous will not overlook the lowliest one among you all. Beside our offering made to-day let all the angels receive with eager haste!

10 Glorify naught besides, O friends; so shall no sorrow trouble you! Praise only the Mighty Lord when the offering is made, and say your lauds repeatedly!