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1. PRIEST of our rite, stand up erect, O
Agni, in the Gods' service best of sacrificers,
For over evei y thought thou art the Ruler: thou furtherest
e'en the wisdom of the pious.
2 He was set down mid men as Priest
unerring, Agni, wise, welcome in our holy synods.
Like Savitar he hath lifted up his splendour, and like a
builder raised his smoke to heaven.
3 The glowing ladle, filled with oil, is
lifted; choosing Gods' service to the right he circles.
Eager he rises like the new-wrought pillar which, firmly set
and fixed, anoints the victims.
4 When sacred grass is strewn and Agni
kindled, the Adhvaryu rises to, his task rej o cing.
Agni the Priest, like one who tends the cattle, goes three
times round, as from of old he wills it.
5 Agni himself, the Priest, with measured
motion, goes round, with sweet speech, cheerful, true to Order.
His fulgent flames run forth like vigorous horses; all
creatures are affrighted when he blazes.
6 Beautiful and auspicious is thine aspect,
O lovely Agni, terrible when spreading.
Thy splendours are not covered by the darkness: detraction
leaves no stain upon thy body.
7 Naught hindered his production, Bounteous
Giver: his Mother and his Sire were free to send him.
Then as Friend benevolent, refulgent, Agni shone forth in
human habitations.
8 He, Agni, whom the twice-five sisters,
dwelling together, in the homes of men engendered,
Bright like a spear's tooth, wakened in the morning, with
powerful mouth and like an axe well-sharpened.
9 These thy Bay Coursers, Agni, dropping
fatness, ruddy vigorous, speeding straightly forward,
And red steeds, wonderful, of mighty muscle, are to this service
of the Gods invited:
10 These brightly-shining games of thine, O
Agni, that move for ever restless, allsubduing,
Like falcons hasting eagerly to the quarry, roar loudly like
the army of the Maruts.
11 To thee, O flaming God, hath prayer been
offered. Let the priest laud thee: give to him who worships.
Men have established Agni as Invoker, fain to adore the
glory of the living.
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