pra tavyasīṃ navyasīṃ dhītim agnaye vāco matiṃ sahasaḥ sūnave bhare | apāṃ napād yo vasubhiḥ saha priyo hotā pṛthivyāṃ ny asīdad ṛtviyaḥ ||
To Agni I present a newer mightier hymn, I bring my words and song unto the Son of Strength, Who, Offspring of the Waters, bearing precious things sits on the earth, in season, dear Invoking Priest.
sa jāyamānaḥ parame vyomany āvir agnir abhavan mātariśvane | asya kratvā samidhānasya majmanā pra dyāvā śociḥ pṛthivī arocayat ||
Soon as he sprang to birth that Agni was shown forth to Matarisvan in the highest firmament. When he was kindled, through his power and majesty his fiery splendour made the heavens and earth to shine.
asya tveṣā ajarā asya bhānavaḥ susaṃdṛśaḥ supratīkasya sudyutaḥ | bhātvakṣaso aty aktur na sindhavo 'gne rejante asasanto ajarāḥ ||
His flames that wax not old, beams fair to look upon of him whose face is lovely, shine with beauteous sheen. The rays of Agni, him whose active force is light, through the nights glimmer sleepless, ageless, like the floods.
yam erire bhṛgavo viśvavedasaṃ nābhā pṛthivyā bhuvanasya majmanā | agniṃ taṃ gīrbhir hinuhi sva ā dame ya eko vasvo varuṇo na rājati ||
Send thou with hymns that Agni to his own abode, who rules, one Sovran Lord of wealth, like Varuna, Him, All-possessor, whom the Bhrgus with their might brought to earth's central point, the centre of the world.
न यो वराय मरुताम् इव स्वनः सेनेव सृष्टा दिव्या यथाशनिः । अग्निर् जम्भैस् तिगितैर् अत्ति भर्वति योधो न शत्रून् स वना न्य् ऋञ्जते ॥
na yo varāya marutām iva svanaḥ seneva sṛṣṭā divyā yathāśaniḥ | agnir jambhais tigitair atti bharvati yodho na śatrūn sa vanā ny ṛñjate ||
He whom no force can stay, even as the Maruts' roar, like to a dart sent forth, even as the bolt from heaven, Agni with sharpened jaws chews up and eats the trees, and conquers them as when the warrior smites his foes.
And will not Agni find enjoyment in our praise, will not the Vasu grant our wish with gifts of wealth? Will not the Inspirer speed our prayers to gain their end? Him with the radiant glance I laud with this my song.
ghṛtapratīkaṃ va ṛtasya dhūrṣadam agnim mitraṃ na samidhāna ṛñjate | indhāno akro vidatheṣu dīdyac chukravarṇām ud u no yaṃsate dhiyam ||
The kindler of the flame wins Agni as a Friend, promoter of the Law, whose face is bright with oil. Inflamed and keen, refulgent in our gatherings, he lifts our hymn on high clad in his radiant hues.
aprayucchann aprayucchadbhir agne śivebhir naḥ pāyubhiḥ pāhi śagmaiḥ | adabdhebhir adṛpitebhir iṣṭe 'nimiṣadbhiḥ pari pāhi no jāḥ ||
Keep us incessantly with guards that cease not, Agni, with guards auspicious, very mighty. With guards that never slumber, never heedless, never beguiled. O Helper, keep our children.