pra vo yajñeṣu devayanto arcan dyāvā namobhiḥ pṛthivī iṣadhyai | yeṣām brahmāṇy asamāni viprā viṣvag viyanti vanino na śākhāḥ ||
Sing out the pious at your sacrifices to move with adorations Earth and Heaven- The Holy Singers, whose unmatched devotions, like a tree's branches, part in all directions.
pra yajña etu hetvo na saptir ud yacchadhvaṃ samanaso ghṛtācīḥ | stṛṇīta barhir adhvarāya sādhūrdhvā śocīṃṣi devayūny asthuḥ ||
Let sacrifice proceed like some fleet courser: with one accord lift ye on high the ladles. Strew sacred grass meet for the solenm service: bright flames that love the Gods have mounted upward.
Like babes in arms reposing on their mother, let the Gods sit upon the grass's summit. Let general fire make bright the flame of worship: scorn us not, Agni, in the Gods' assembly.
ते सीषपन्त जोषम् आ यजत्रा ऋतस्य धाराः सुदुघा दुहानाः । ज्येष्ठं वो अद्य मह आ वसूनाम् आ गन्तन समनसो यति ष्ठ ॥
te sīṣapanta joṣam ā yajatrā ṛtasya dhārāḥ sudughā duhānāḥ | jyeṣṭhaṃ vo adya maha ā vasūnām ā gantana samanaso yati ṣṭha ||
Gladly the Gods have let themselves be honoured, milking the copious streams of holy Order. The highest might to-day is yours, the Vasithas': come ye, as many as ye are, one-minded.
So, Agni, send us wealth among the people: may we be closely knit to thee, O Victor, Unharmed, and rich, and taking joy together. Preserve us evermore, ye gods, with blessings.