1. AT Jatavedas'
holy gathering I will tell aloud the conquering might of the swift red-hued
A pure and fresher hymn flows
to Vaisvanara, even as for Agni lovely Soma is made pure.
2 That Agni,
when in loftiest heaven he sprang to life, Guardian of Holy Laws, kept and
observed them well.
Exceeding wise, he measured out
the firmament. Vaisvanara attained to heaven by mightiness.
Mitra propped the heaven and earth apart, and covered and concealed
the darkness with his light.
He made the two bowls part
asunder like two skins. Vaisvanara put forth all his creative power.
4 The Migbty
seized him in the bosom of the floods: the people waited on the King who should
As envoy of Vivasvan MatariSvan
brought Agni Vaisvanara hither from far away.
5 In every age
bestow upon the singers wealth, worthy of holy synods, glorious, ever new.
King, undecaying, as it were
with sharpened bolt, smite down the sinner like a tree with lightning-flash.
6 Do thou
bestow, O Agni, on our wealthy chiefs, rule, with good heroes, undecaying,
So may we win for us strength.
O Vaisvanara, hundredfold, thousandfold, O Agni, by thy help.
7 O thou who
dwellest in three places, Helper, keep with effective guards our princely
Keep our band, Agni, who have
brought thee presents. Lengthen their lives, Vaisvanara, when lauded.