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1. FOR you I call theglorious refulgent
Agni, the guest of men, rich in oblations
Whom all must strive to win even as a lover, God among godly
people, Jatavedas.
2 Bhrgus who served him in the home of
waters set him of old in houses of the living.
Over all worlds let Agni be the Sovran, the messenger of Gods
with rapid coursers.
3 Among the tribes of men the Gods placed
Agni as a dear Friend when they would dwell among them.
Against the longing nights may he shine brightly, and show
the offerer in the house his vigour.
4 Sweet is his growth as of one's own
possessions; his look when rushing fain to burn is lovely.
He darts his tongue forth, like a harnessed courser who
shakes his flowing tail, among the bushes.
5 Since they who honour me have praised my greatness,-he
gave, as 'twere, his hue to those who love him.
Known is he by his bright delightful splendour, and waxing
old renews his youth for ever.
6 Like one athirst, he lighteth up the
forests; like water down the chariot ways he roareth.
On his black path he shines in burning beauty, marked as it
were the heaven that smiles through vapour.
7 Around, consuming the broad earth, he
wanders, free roaming like an ox without a herdsman, -
Agni refulgent, burning up the bushes, with blackened lines,
as though the earth he seasoned.
8 I, in remembrance of thine ancient favour
have sung my hymn in this our third assembly.
O Agni, give us wealth with store of heroes and mighty
strength in food and noble offspring.
9 May the Grtsamadas, serving in secret,
through thee, O Agni, overcome their neighbours,
Rich in good heroes and subduing foemen. That vital power
give thou to chiefs and singers.
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