1.His be the fires, eternal, purifying, protectors of our homes, whose smoke is shining, White, waxing in their strength, for ever stirring, and seated in the wood: like winds are Somas.
2. Gold-coloured, bannered with the smoke, urged by the wind, aloft to heaven Rise, lightly borne, the flames of fire.
3.Bring to us Mitra-Varuna, bring the Gods to the great sacrifice; Bring them, O Agni, to thine home.
4. Yoke, Agni, as a charioteer, thy steeds who best invoke the Gods: As ancient Hotar take thy seat.
5. To fair goals travel Two unlike in semblance: each in succession nourishes an infant. One bears a Godlike Babe of golden colour: bright and fair-shining is be with the other.
6. Here by ordainers was this God appointed first Invoker, best at worship, to be praised at rites, Whom Apnavâna and the Bhrigus caused to shine, bright-coloured in the wood, spreading to every house.
7. Three times a hundred Gods, and thrice a thousand, and three times ten, and nine have worshipped Agni, For him spread sacred grass, balmed him with butter, and stablished him as Priest and Sacrificer.
8. Him, messenger of earth and head of heaven, Agni Vaisvânara, born in holy Order, The Sage, the King, the Guest of men, a vessel fit for their mouths, the Gods have generated.
9. May Agni slay the foemen,—fain for riches, through the love of song Kindled, bright, served with sacrifice.
10. With the All-Gods, with Indra and with Vâyu drink the Soma mead, O Agni, after Mitra’s laws.
11. When splendour reached the Lord of men to speed him, down from the heaven was shed the brilliant moisture. Agni brought forth to light and filled with spirit the youthful host benevolent and blameless.
12. Show thyself strong for mighty bliss, O Agni; most excellent be thine effulgent splendours. Make easy to maintain our household lordship and trample down the might of those who hate us.
13. We have elected thee as most delightful for thy beams’ glow: hear our great laud, O Agni. The best men praise thee as the peer of Indra in strength, mid Gods, like Vâyu in thy bounty.
14. O Agni who art worshipped well, dear let our princes be to thee, Our wealthy patrons who are governors of men, who part in gifts their stalls of kine.
15. Hear, Agni who hast ears to hear, with all thy train of escort Gods. Let Mitra, Aryaman, seeking betimes our rite, seat them upon the sacred grass.
16. The Freedom of all Gods who merit worship, freely received as Guest in all men’s houses, Agni who hath secured the Gods’ high favour, may he be gracious to us, Jâtavedas.
17. In great enkindled Agni’s keeping and, for bliss, free from all sin before Mitra and Varuna, May we share Savitar’s best animating help. We crave this gracious favour of the Gods to-day.
18. Like barren cows, moreover, swelled the waters: singers approached thy holy cult, O Indra. Come thou to us as to his team comes Vâyu. Thou through our solemn hymns bestowest bounty.
19. Ye Cows, protect the fount. The two mighty Ones bless the sacrifice. The handles twain are wrought of gold.
20. Now when the Sun hath risen to-day may sinless Mitra, Aryaman, Bhaga, and Savitar speed us forth.
21. Pour on the juice the ornament which reaches both the heaven and earth;Supply the liquid to the Bull. Thou in the first old time. See, Vena.
22. As he was rising up they all revered him: self-luminous he travels, clothed in splendour. That is the Bull’s, the Asura’s lofty nature: he, Omniform, hath reached the eternal waters.
23. I laud your Mighty One who joyeth in the juice, him who is good to all men, who pervadeth all; Indra whose conquering strength is powerful in war, whose fame and manly vigour Heaven and Earth revere.
24. Great is their fuel, strung their laud, wide is their sacrificial post Whose Friend is Indra, ever young.
25. Come, Indra, and delight thee with the juice at all the Soma feasts, Conqueror, mighty in thy strength.
26. Leading his band, Indra encompassed Vritra; weak grew the wily leader of enchanters. He who burns fierce in forests slaughtered Vyamsa, and made the milch-kine of the nights apparent.
27. Whence comest thou alone, thou who art mighty, Indra, Lord of the Brave? What is thy purpose? Thou greetest us, encountering us the Bright Ones. Lord of Bay Steeds, say what thou hast against us. Indra, great in his power and might. Ne’er art thou fruitless. Never art thou neglectful.
28. Those men extolled that deed of thine, O Indra, those who would fain burst through the stall of cattle, Fain to milk her who bare but once, great, lofty, whose sons are many and her streams a thousand.
29. To thee the Mighty One I bring this mighty hymn, for thy desire hath been gratified by my laud. In Indra, yea, in him victorious through his might, the Gods have joyed at feast and when the Soma flowed.
30. May the Bright God drink glorious Soma-mingled mead, giving the sacrifice’s lord uninjured life; He who, wind-urged, in person guard our offspring well, hath nourished them with food and shone o’er many a land.
31. His bright rays bear him up aloft, the God who knoweth all that lives, Sûrya, that all may look on him.
32. Pure Varuna, with that same eye wherewith thou lookest upon one Actively stirring mid the folk.
