Be pure for the lord of speech, O strong one; male, purified by the arms with the shoots of the male; thou art the god purifier of gods; to those thee whose portion thou art!
Thou art he who is appropriated; make our food full of sweetness for us; to all the powers of sky and earth thee!
May mind enter thee.
Fare along the broad atmosphere.
Hail! Thee, of kindly nature, to the sun!
To the gods that drink the rays thee f
This is thy birthplace; to expiration thee!
