pṛkṣasya vṛṣṇo aruṣasya nū sahaḥ pra nu vocaṃ vidathā jātavedasaḥ | vaiśvānarāya matir navyasī śuciḥ soma iva pavate cārur agnaye ||
At Jatavedas' holy gathering I will tell aloud the conquering might of the swift red-hued Steer. A pure and fresher hymn flows to Vaisvanara, even as for Agni lovely Soma is made pure.
That Agni, when in loftiest heaven he sprang to life, Guardian of Holy Laws, kept and observed them well. Exceeding wise, he measured out the firmament. Vaisvanara attained to heaven by mightiness.
Wonderful Mitra propped the heaven and earth apart, and covered and concealed the darkness with his light. He made the two bowls part asunder like two skins. Vaisvanara put forth all his creative power.
The Migbty seized him in the bosom of the floods: the people waited on the King who should be praised. As envoy of Vivasvan MatariSvan brought Agni Vaisvanara hither from far away.
युगे-युगे विदथ्यं गृणद्भ्यो ऽग्ने रयिं यशसं धेहि नव्यसीम् । पव्येव राजन्न् अघशंसम् अजर नीचा नि वृश्च वनिनं न तेजसा ॥
yuge-yuge vidathyaṃ gṛṇadbhyo 'gne rayiṃ yaśasaṃ dhehi navyasīm | pavyeva rājann aghaśaṃsam ajara nīcā ni vṛśca vaninaṃ na tejasā ||
In every age bestow upon the singers wealth, worthy of holy synods, glorious, ever new. King, undecaying, as it were with sharpened bolt, smite down the sinner like a tree with lightning-flash.
Do thou bestow, O Agni, on our wealthy chiefs, rule, with good heroes, undecaying, bending not. So may we win for us strength. O Vaisvanara, hundredfold, thousandfold, O Agni, by thy help.
अदब्धेभिस् तव गोपाभिर् इष्टे ऽस्माकम् पाहि त्रिषधस्थ सूरीन् । रक्षा च नो ददुषां शर्धो अग्ने वैश्वानर प्र च तारी स्तवानः ॥
adabdhebhis tava gopābhir iṣṭe 'smākam pāhi triṣadhastha sūrīn | rakṣā ca no daduṣāṃ śardho agne vaiśvānara pra ca tārī stavānaḥ ||
O thou who dwellest in three places, Helper, keep with effective guards our princely patrons. Keep our band, Agni, who have brought thee presents. Lengthen their lives, Vaisvanara, when lauded.