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1. TRUE,
guardian of the Law, thy faithful servant wins ample light and dwells in peace,
O Agni,
Whom thou, as Varuna in accord
with Mitra, guardest, O God, by banishing his trouble.
2 He hath paid
sacrifices, toiled in worship, and offered gifts to wealth-increasing Agni.
Him the displeasure of the
famous moves not, outrage and scorn affect not such a mortal.
3 Bright God,
whose look is free from stain like Surya's, thou, swift, what time thou
earnestly desirest,
Hast gear to give us. Come with
joy at evening, where, Child of Wood, thou mayest also tarry.
4 Fierce is
his gait and vast his wondrous body: he champeth like a horse with bit and
bridle,
And, darting forth his tongue,
as 'twere a hatchet, burning the woods, smelteth them like a smelter.
5 Archer-like,
fain toshoot, he sets his arrow, and whets his splendour like the edge of iron:
The messenger of night with
brilliant pathway, like a tree-roosting bird of rapid pinion.
6 In beams of
morn he clothes him like the singer, and bright as Mitra with his splendour
crackles.
Red in the night, by day the
men's possession: red, he belongs to men by day, Immortal.
7 Like
Heaven's when scattering beams his voice was uttered: among the plants the
radiant Hero shouted,
Who with his glow in rapid
course came hither to fill both worlds, well-wedded Dames, with treasure.
8 Who, with
supporting streams and rays that suit him, hath flashed like lightning with his
native vigour.
Like the deft Maker of the band
of Maruts, the bright impetuous One hath shone refulgent.
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