Those who dwell near Agni, under his gracious guidance, receive all blessings. With noble lineage and fame, striving earnestly, we approach the gods, those leaders in battle and guardians of righteousness. Agni himself became the sign among the gods—delightful, all-knowing, and wise. He awakens mortals, wondrous in his deeds, journeying with the gods as their charioteer, accomplishing their will. In the homes of mortals, Agni, the immortal king, takes his seat, fulfilling the needs of every assembly. His face, adorned with ghee, shines wide and bright; he, knowing all wisdom, radiates forth his splendor. We invite him to come with friendly, auspicious beings—great and mighty helpers. As our guide, may he grant us abundant wealth, a well-spoken share, and enduring glory. These are Agni’s ancient births, and now we speak of new ones, recalling the earliest times. For him, Jātavedas, these mighty rites are established at every birth, renewed continually by the Viśvāmitras. May we, in his favor and with worshipful hearts, dwell in happiness and good mind. O mighty Agni, place our sacrifice among the gods with joy and skill. As Hotar, direct our offerings with lofty praise, and by our worship, obtain for us great wealth. Grant us, Agni, enduring prosperity—the best reward for the one who offers. May our sons be victorious and wise, and may your favor always be with us. For Vaiśvānara, the nourisher of wisdom, we prepare pure clarified butter, offering it to Agni. As men, we appoint him as Hotar, praising him as one would a skillfully crafted chariot. By his birth, he illuminated both heaven and earth, becoming the praiseworthy son of his mothers—the immortal, the chosen guest of the people, shining as he receives our offerings. By the will of the wise and skillful gods, Agni was created through their thoughts. Shining with light and brilliance, he brings wealth, like a victorious champion. Seeking his favor, we choose the excellent, heroic wealth—Agni, the wise king, the gift of the Bhṛgus, born of Usij, radiant with celestial brilliance. The people have placed Agni, renowned for wealth, on the well-laid altar. With shining offerings, he is the radiant, universal Rudra, the guide of sacrifices, the purifier of waters. His pure-shining dwelling is surrounded by those who serve as Hotar, their altars well-laid. Those seeking his favor approach him for prosperity, and he grants them wealth. He filled both heaven and earth with his great light when the waters bore him. Around the sacrifice, he is led—the wise, the swift, striving like a champion for wealth, the chosen one. Honor the giver of offerings, the true sacrificer; praise the noble, the knower of all births. Agni, charioteer of great truth, the wise among people, became the priest of the gods. Three immortal kindlings of Agni, prepared by the Usij, purified him. Of these, one was placed as the support for mortals, while two returned to their celestial domain. The sage of the people, lord of the clans, bringer of prosperity, is made the support of all, shining like a sharp tool, moving upward and downward, bearing the seed in all worlds. Born again and again, Agni grows strong in wombs, roaring like a bull in splendid places, like a lion. Vaiśvānara, broad-footed and immortal, bestows precious gifts, distributing them to the worshipper. Ancient Vaiśvānara ascends to the heavenly abode, touching the sky and delighting in good thoughts. As before, he generates wealth for the worshipper, ever moving, ever watchful. The righteous, the wise, whom Mātariśvan established in heaven as a dwelling, we seek—Agni, shining with golden hair, for good guidance and new prosperity. Pure as a swift stream, shining as a beacon in the realm of heaven, Agni is the crown of heaven, unopposed and victorious. We seek him with reverence. The delightful Hotar, pure and unrivaled, noble and praiseworthy, wise among all peoples, is like a splendid chariot established by Manu. For a lasting abode, we seek him. For Vaiśvānara, broad-footed, the singers distribute treasures for the journey; Agni, the immortal, pleases the gods, and thus the eternal laws endure. The messenger moves wondrously between heaven and earth; the priest is seated, chief among people. He surrounds the vast abode with radiance, adorned by the gods; prompted by wise thought, Agni brings wealth. The sages honor Agni with their minds, as the sign of sacrifice and the accomplisher of assemblies. In him, hymns and offerings are set, and upon him, prayers are laid. Agni, father of sacrifices, lord of insight, wise and skillful, has entered heaven and earth with great splendor. Beloved by many, he delights in his abodes. Shining Agni, with radiant chariot and golden vow, Vaiśvānara, dwells in the waters, knowing the light. The gods have placed here the swift, powerful, resplendent one, possessing beautiful glory. With gods and with men, Agni kindles the sacrifice, adorned in many ways by thought. He moves as a charioteer, guided by good intentions, ever young, protector of the household, warding off curses. Agni, grow strong in your own power and life; nourish us with vigor, shine forth with us. Animate our energies, awaken the great ones; you are wise and good-minded among the gods, O seer. Men always praise the lord of the people, the youthful guest, guide of thoughts, swift among worshippers. They proclaim the knower of births, the consciousness of the sacrifices, with reverence and offerings, seeking increase. The god Agni, wise and beneficent, encompasses the lands with his might, possessing a splendid chariot. May we approach his nourishing vows in the household, with well-spoken words. Vaiśvānara, your abodes are established; thus, you became the knower of light, discerning all. Born, you fill the worlds, heaven and earth; you encompass all with your very self. From the teeth of Vaiśvānara, the great poet, is born Agni, honoring both parents, heaven and earth, carrying abundant seed. May you awaken for us, ever mindful and pure, granting us the favor of wealth. Bring the gods for the sacrifice, O friend—bring your friends, O Agni, with a gracious mind. Whom the gods worship thrice daily—Varuṇa, Mitra, and Agni—may you, Tanūnapāt, make this sacrifice sweet for us, established in the ghee-born altar. The radiant one, all-blessing, advances—the first priest, Iḻa, for the sacrifice. With reverence, we praise the bull; inspired, he worships the gods, most worthy of sacrifice. Upright is Agni’s path at the sacrifice, upright his flames spreading through the spaces. The priest is set at the navel of heaven; let us spread the sacred grass, the divine covering, for the gods. Choosing the seven priests with mind, invoking all with truth, adorned in the assemblies, they are born in the gatherings and move through the ancient sacrifices. At dawn, the two sisters approach, displaying their many forms. May Mitra, Varuṇa, Indra with the Maruts, and all others delight in us with their greatness.