The men from fire-sticks, with their hands' swift movement, have, in deep thought, engendered glorious Agni, Far-seen, with pointed flame, Lord of the homestead.
sed agnir agnīṃr aty astv anyān yatra vājī tanayo vīḷupāṇiḥ | sahasrapāthā akṣarā sameti ||
May this same fire of mine surpass all others, this fire where offspring, vigorous and firm-handed, Wins, on a thousand paths, what ne'er shall perish.
मा नो अग्ने ऽवीरते परा दा दुर्वाससे ऽमतये मा नो अस्यै । मा नः क्षुधे मा रक्षस ऋतावो मा नो दमे मा वन आ जुहूर्थाः ॥
mā no agne 'vīrate parā dā durvāsase 'mataye mā no asyai | mā naḥ kṣudhe mā rakṣasa ṛtāvo mā no dame mā vana ā juhūrthāḥ ||
Give us not up, Agni, to want of heroes, to wretched clothes, to need, to destitution. Yield us not, Holy One, to fiend or hunger; injure us not at home or in the forest.
नू मे ब्रह्माण्य् अग्न उच् छशाधि त्वं देव मघवद्भ्यः सुषूदः । रातौ स्यामोभयास आ ते यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः ॥
nū me brahmāṇy agna uc chaśādhi tvaṃ deva maghavadbhyaḥ suṣūdaḥ | rātau syāmobhayāsa ā te yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||
Give strength and power to these my prayers, O Agni; O God, pour blessings on our chiefs and nobles. Grant that both we and they may share thy bounty. Ye Gods, protect us evermore with blessings.
Thou Agni, swift to hear, art fair of aspect: beam forth, O Son of Strength, in full effulgence. Let me not want, with thee, a son for ever: let not a manly hero ever fail us.
मा नो अग्ने दुर्भृतये सचैषु देवेद्धेष्व् अग्निषु प्र वोचः । मा ते अस्मान् दुर्मतयो भृमाच् चिद् देवस्य सूनो सहसो नशन्त ॥
mā no agne durbhṛtaye sacaiṣu deveddheṣv agniṣu pra vocaḥ | mā te asmān durmatayo bhṛmāc cid devasya sūno sahaso naśanta ||
Condemn us not to indigence, O Agni, beside these flaming fires which Gods have kindled; Nor, even after fault, let thy displeasure, thine as a God, O Son of Strength, o'ertake us.
स मर्तो अग्ने स्वनीक रेवान् अमर्त्ये य आजुहोति हव्यम् । स देवता वसुवनिं दधाति यं सूरिर् अर्थी पृच्छमान एति ॥
sa marto agne svanīka revān amartye ya ājuhoti havyam | sa devatā vasuvaniṃ dadhāti yaṃ sūrir arthī pṛcchamāna eti ||
O Agni, fair of face, the wealthy mortal who to the Immortal offers his oblation. Hath him who wins him treasure by his Godhead, to whom the prince, in need, goes supplicating.
Knowing our chief felicity, O Agni, bring hither ample riches to our nobles, Wherewith we may enjoy ourselves, O Victor, with undiminished life and hero children.
नू मे ब्रह्माण्य् अग्न उच् छशाधि त्वं देव मघवद्भ्यः सुषूदः । रातौ स्यामोभयास आ ते यूयम् पात स्वस्तिभिः सदा नः ॥
nū me brahmāṇy agna uc chaśādhi tvaṃ deva maghavadbhyaḥ suṣūdaḥ | rātau syāmobhayāsa ā te yūyam pāta svastibhiḥ sadā naḥ ||
Give strength and power to these my prayers, O Agni; O God, pour blessings on bur chiefs and nobles. Grant that both we and they may share thy bounty. Ye Gods, protect us evermore with blessings.