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1. SING praise to hiin, the Lord of Light.
The Gods have made the God to be their messenger,
And sent oblation to Gods.
2 Agni, the Bounteous Giver, bright with
varied flames, laud thou, O singer Sobhari -
Him who controls this sacred food with Soma blent, who hath
first claim to sacrifice.
3 Thee have we chosen skilftillest in
sacrifice, Immortal Priest among the Gods,
Wise finisher of this holy rite:
4 The Son of Strength, the blessed,
brightly shining One, Agni whose light is excellent.
May be by sacrifice win us in heaven the grace of Mitra,
Varuna, and the Floods.
5 The mortal who hath ministered to Agni
with oblation, fuel, ritual lore,
And reverence, skilled in sacrifice.
6 Verily swift to run are his fleet-footed
steeds, and most resplendent fame is his.
No trouble caused by Gods or wrought by mortal man from any
side o'ertaketh him.
7 May we by thine own fires be well
supplied with fire, O Son of Strength, O Lord of Might:
Thou as our Friend hast worthy men.
8 Agni, who praises like a guest of
friendly mind, is as a car that brings us gear.
Also in thee is found perfect security thou art the Sovran
Lord of wealth.
9 That man, moreover, merits praise who
brings, auspicious Agni, sacrificial gifts
May he win riches by his thoughts.
10 He for whose sacrifice thou standest up
erect is prosperous and rules o'er men.
He wins with coursers and with singers killed in song: with
heroes he obtains the prize.
11 He in whose dwelling Agni is chief
ornament, and, all-desired, loves his laud well,
And zealously tends his offerings -
12 His, or the lauding sage's word, his,
Son of Strength! who Is most prompt with sacred gifts,
Set thou beneath the Gods, Vasu, above mankind, the speech
of the intelligent.
13 He who with sacrificial gifts or homage
bringeth very skilful Agni nigh,
Or him who flashes fast with song,
14 The mortal who with blazing fuel, as his
laws command, adores the Perfect God,
Blest with his thoughts in splendour shall exceed all men,
as though he overpassed the floods.
15 Give us the splendour, Agni, which may
overcome each greedy fiend in our abode,
The wrath of evil-hearted folk.
16 That, wherewith Mitra, Varuna, and
Aryaman, the Asvins, Bhaga give us light,
That may we, by thy power finding best furtherance, worship,
O Indra, helped by thee.
17 O Agni, most devout are they, the sages
who have set thee Sage exceeding wise,
O God, for men to look upon:
18 Who have arranged thine altar Blessed
God, at morn brought thine oblation, pressed the juice.
They by their deeds of strength have won diem, mighty
wealth, who have set all their hope in thee.
19 -May Agni worshipped bring us bliss, may
the gift, Blessed One, and sacrifice bring bliss;
Yea, may our praises bring us bliss.
20 Show forth the mind that brings success
in war with fiends, wherewith thou conquerest in fight.
Bring down the many firm hopes of our enemies, and let us
vanquish with thine aid.
21 I praise with song the Friend of man,
whom Gods sent down to be herald and messenger,
Best worshipper, bearer of our gifts.
22 Thou unto sharp-toothed Agni, Young and
Radiant God, proclaimest with thy song the feast -
Agni, who for our sweet strains moulds heroic strength when
sacred oil is offered him,
23 While, served with sacrificial oil, now
upward and now downward Agni moves his sword,
As doth the Asura his robe.
24 The God, the Friend of man, who bears
our gifts to heaven, the God with his sweet-smelling mouth,
Distributes, skilled in sacrifice, his precious things,
Invoking Priest, Immortal God.
25 Son of Strength, Agni, if thou wert the
mortal, bright as Mitra, I worshipped with our gifts!
And I were the Immortal God
26 I would not give thee up, Vasu, to
calumny, or misery, O Bounteous One.
My worshipper should feel no hunger or distress, nor, Agni,
should he live in sin.
27 Like a son cherished in his father's
houi§e, let our oblation rise unto the Gods.
28 With thine immediate aid may I,
excellent Agni, ever gain my wish
A mortal with a God to help.
29 O Agni, by thy wisdom, by thy bounties,
by thy leading may I gather wealth.
Excellent Agni, thou art called my Providence: delight thou
to be liberal.
30 Agni, he conquers by thine aid that
brings him store of noble heroes and great strength,
Whose bond of friendship is thy choice.
31 Thy spark is black and crackling, kindled
in due time, O Bounteous, it is taken up.
Thou art the dear Friend of the mighty Mornings: thou
shinest in glimmerings of the night.
32 We Sobharis have come to him, for
succour, who is good to help with thousand powers,
The Sovran, Trasadasyu's Friend.
33 O Agni, thou on whom all other fires
depend, as branches on the parent stem,
I make the treasures of the folk, like songs, mine own,
while I exalt thy sovran might.
34 The mortal whom, Adityas, ye, Guilelew,
lead to the farther bank
Of all the princes, Bounteous Ones
35 Whoe'er he be, Man-ruling Kings! the
Regent of the race of men -
May we, O Mitra, Varuna, and Aryaman, like him be furtherers
of your law.
36 A gift of fifty female slaves hath
Trasadasyu given me, Purukutsa's son,
Most liberal, kind, lord of the brave.
37 And Syava too for me led forth a strong
steed at Suvastu's ford:
A herd of three times seventy kine, good lord of gifts, he
gave to me.
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