Sol 5.6

  1. My God, O Slayer of the living, sole Possessor of everlastingness,

    With a blade, wrest what is right from Your enemy.

  2. Put him to death, O Slayer of the living, Annihilator of His creation,

    with a blood-drawing blade that takes him unawares, once.

  3. Put him to death, O Slayer of the living, ruinously abased;

    for she has lived through destruction at his hands, in choking anguish.

  4. Put him to death, O Slayer of the living, and blunt his blades,

    so that no edge of his retains the least strength.

  5. And exact from him vengeance for the bounds ordained by God—

    how often he violated them when the champion of truth was scarce!

  6. Crush his supporters and extirpate them

    for the rights of the Sacred Law that they extirpated.

  7. Put them to death, O Slayer of the living, by earth-swallowing and epidemic,

    by stabbing and plague—the most hideous death.

  8. Put them to death, and destroy their offspring and their lands,

    so no remnant of their like is left for You.

  9. Put them to death, O Slayer of the living, and reap their hosts

    as degrading punishment seizes them in a moment of heedlessness.

  10. Put them to death by sowing evil in their relations with one another,

    and by a dark calamity that closes around them and sweeps them away.

  11. Put them to death with God-sent derangement that cripples them at their very root,

    while every valiant champion of God is a dauntless hero.

Sol 5.6