Spenta Mainyu Gatha
On whom can I count for help?
On whom can I depend to protect my possessions?
On whom but on Thy Truth,
And on Thyself, O Mazda Ahura, when invoked
with the Enlightened Mind!
Tell me, O Mazda, how should they act and work
Who care for this joy-giving world with its pastures?
Living upright lives under the recurring splendor of
the sun, apart from the repudiators,
Living ordered lives in harmony with the law of Truth,
These shall reap the Blessed Reward!
The resolute one who moved by the principles of
Extends the prosperity of order to his neighbors
And works the land the evil now hold desolate,
Earns through Righteousness, the Blessed Recompense
Thy Good Mind has promised in Thy Kingdom of Heaven.
With Truth moving my heart,
With Best Thought inspiring my mind,
With all the might of spiritual force within me,
I venerate Thee, O Mazda, with songs of Thy praise!
And at the Last, when I shall stand at Thy gate
I shall hear the echo of my prayers from Thy Abode of Songs.
To Thy Prophet inspired by Thy Truth, O Mazda,
To Thy Prophet revealing Thy Message in hymns,
Do Thou come with Thy Grace, O Lord!
Do Thou give him Thy hand of manifest help,
That he may bring enlightenment and bliss.
As I lift my voice in songs of Thy veneration,
Actuated by Truth to direct my speech to the right
path of wisdom;
Give to Zarathushtra, O Mazda, the inspiration of
the Good Mind to enunciate Thy ordinance.
Yoked are the ardent steeds of Thy veneration,
As we approach Thy realm, O Mazda,
Come, Great Power, unto me with Thy spirit of
Truth and Thy Good Mind,
Hasten thus unto my help!
Singing hymns of Thy praise, O Lord,
And with hands outstretched shall I approach Thee.
In adoration, with enlightenment from Truth and the
I shall verily reach Thy Presence, O Mazda!
With these hymns shall I come to Thee, O Lord!
To Thy Truth, aided by the deeds of the Good Mind,
Seeking earnestly the reward of the beneficent, and
I shall be master of my own destiny.
The good deeds that we shall perform as those we
The things that are precious to the eye illumined by
The radiance of the sun shimmering down which
heralds the day,
They all, in accord with Truth, testify to Thy glory,
O Mazda Ahura!
The poet of Thy praise, I call myself, O Mazda !
And so shall I remain, O Truth, as long as my
Let the World-Creator help me through the Good Mind,
Through His Grace let that be done which shall
most promote the Great Cause!
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