O living Source of Power,

Beautiful is Your dawning.

When You arise in the East,

You fill each land with beauty.

Glittering high above every land,

Your greatness is visible to all.

Though You are far away,

Your rays are upon the Earth.

Though You are high,

Your footprints are the day.

When You arise on the horizon,

You drive the darkness away.

When You send forth Your rays,

The lands are in daily festivity.

When You awaken them,

The cattle stand on their feet.

The trees and plants flourish;

Birds sing along the river.

All the animals dance on their feet

When You shine on them.

Your rays nourish every garden

As You make things live and grow.

Dawning, glittering, going and returning,

You make the season’s millions of forms.

Tribes and towns and cities all see You,

For You are the Strength of the Earth.