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1. WINNER of thousands, kindled, thou
shinest a God with Gods to-day.
Bear out oblations, envoy, Sage.
2 Child of Thyself the sacrifice is for the
righteous blent with meath,
Presenting viands thousandfold.
3 Invoked and worthy of our praise bring
Gods whose due is sacrifice:
Thou, Agni, givest countless gifts.
4 To seat a thousand Heroes they eastward
have strewn the grass with might,
Whereon, Adityas, ye shine forth.
5 The sovran all-imperial Doors, wide,
good, many and manifold,
Have poured their streams of holy oil.
6 With gay adornment, fair to see, in
glorious beauty shine they forth:
Let Night and Morning rest them here.
7 Let these two Sages first of all, heralds
divine and eloquent,
Perform for us this sacrifice.
8 You I address, Sarasvati, and Bharati,
and Ila, all:
Urge ye us on to glorious fame.
9 Tvastar the Lord hath made all forms and
all the cattle of the field
Cause them to multiply for us.
10 Send to the Gods, Vanaspati, thyself,
the sacrificial draught:
Let Agni make the oblations sweet.
11 Agni, preceder of the Gods, is honoured
with the sacred song:
He glows at offerings blest with Hail!
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