By the will and wisdom of the gods, mighty in skill, Agni was brought forth from their thoughts—a radiant being, shining with light and brilliance. I praise him, the great Agni, who brings wealth like a champion among men. Desiring the favor of this delightful one, we choose Agni, the excellent and unyielding prize, the heroic wealth that cannot be taken away. He is the gift of the Bhṛgus, born of Usij, wise in action, a king shining with celestial radiance. The people, seeking blessings, have placed Agni upon the well-laid altar as the bringer of wealth. He is renowned, radiant, and universal, the purifier of waters, the guide of sacrifices, and is called Rudra by his shining offerings. O pure and shining Agni, your dwelling is surrounded by those who serve as Hotar at the sacrifices, with altars well prepared. Those who seek your favor come to you for prosperity—grant them wealth, O Agni. When the waters bore him, Agni filled both heaven and earth with his great light. He is led around the sacrifice, wise and swift, like a champion striving for wealth, the chosen one among all beings. We honor the giver of offerings, the true sacrificer—Agni, the noble one who knows all births. He is the charioteer of great truth, the wise among people, who has become the priest of the gods. Three immortal kindlings, prepared by the Usij, purified Agni. Of these, one became the support for mortals, while the other two returned to their own divine domain. Agni is the sage of the people, the lord of the clans, the source of human prosperity. The people make him their support, like a sharp tool that brings brightness. He moves upward and downward, shining, bearing the seed in all worlds. He grows strong in wombs, being born again and again, roaring like a bull in splendid places, like a lion. Vaiśvānara, broad-footed and immortal, grants precious gifts, distributing them to those who worship. This ancient Vaiśvānara ascended to the highest abode, touching the sky, delighting with good thoughts. As before, he generates wealth for the worshipper, moving together with them, ever watchful. The righteous, the wise, and the worthy of sacrifice—Agni—was established in heaven by Mātariśvan as a dwelling. Shining with golden hair, we seek him for good guidance and new prosperity. Agni is pure as a stream, swift and shining, a beacon in the realm of heaven, the awakener. He is the crown of heaven, unopposed and victorious, whom we seek with reverence. He is the delightful Hotar, pure and without rival, noble and worthy of praise, wise among all peoples. Like a splendid chariot for beauty, established by Manu, we seek him for a lasting abode. For Vaiśvānara, the broad-footed, the singers distribute treasures in the abodes for the journey. Agni, the immortal, pleases the gods, and thus the laws endure, never failing. As a wondrous messenger, Agni moves between heaven and earth. Seated as the people’s chief priest, he surrounds the vast abode with radiance. Adorned by the gods and guided by wise thought, Agni brings wealth. The sages honor Agni with their minds, as the sign of sacrifices and the accomplisher of assemblies. In him, the hymns are set, the offerings are placed, and upon him, the worshipper lays his prayers. Agni, father of sacrifices and lord of insight, wise and skillful, has entered heaven and earth with great splendor. Beloved by many, the poet delights in his abodes. Shining Agni, with a radiant chariot and golden vow, Vaiśvānara dwells in the waters and knows the light. The gods have placed here the swift, powerful, and resplendent one, full of beautiful glory. With the 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 and shine forth with us. Animate our energies, awaken the great ones; you are the wise, the good-minded among the gods, O seer. Men always praise Agni, the lord of the people, the youthful guest, the guide of thoughts, the swift one of the worshippers. They proclaim the knower of births, the consciousness of sacrifices, with reverence and offerings, for increase. Agni, the wise and beneficent god, has encompassed 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 have been established, and by them you became the knower of light, the discerning one. Born, you fill the worlds—heaven and earth—with your presence, encompassing all with your own self. From the teeth of Vaiśvānara, the great poet, unique in his own power, is born. Agni, honoring both his parents—heaven and earth—is born with abundant seed. May you, Agni, ever mindful and pure, awaken for us and grant us the favor of wealth. Bring the gods for the sacrifice, O friend, with a gracious mind, and bring your friends. The gods—Varuṇa, Mitra, and Agni—whom the gods worship thrice daily, make this sacrifice sweet for us, O Tanūnapāt, 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 your path at the sacrifice, upright your 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 varied forms. May Mitra, Varuṇa, Indra with the Maruts, and others delight in us with their greatness. The divine first priests are arranged; the seven singers rejoice in their own nature. They proclaim truth, call it truth, and follow the vow, shining as guardians of the vow. May Bhāratī with the Bhāratīs, Iḻā with the gods and men, and Sarasvatī with the Sarasvats, come united. May these goddesses sit upon this sacred grass. May the nourishing god Tvaṣṭar, who grants abundance, be gracious to us. From him is born the heroic, skillful, and well-equipped one, eager for the gods and acting with excellence. Like a tree, release the offering to the gods; Agni, the pacifier, prepares the oblation. Thus the true Hotar worships, knowing the origins of the gods. Come near, O Agni, kindled, together with Indra and the gods, with swift companions. Let Aditi and her good sons be seated on the sacred grass; may the immortal gods rejoice with the invocation. Agni, awakened and aware of the sages’ paths, has arisen—the priest, broad-footed and shining with divine radiance, dispels the doors of darkness with his fire. He has grown strong through praises, songs, and hymns of the worshippers; perceiving the many forms of truth, the messenger shines forth at the dawn. Agni, the seed among men, established by Mitra through truth, has arisen from the worshipper’s offering; the sage, worthy of invocation, has become the support of thoughts. When kindled, Agni becomes Mitra; Mitra is the Hotar, Varuṇa is the knower of births; Mitra is the Adhvaryu, the inspired, the householder; Mitra is also of the rivers and the mountains. He protects the beloved, the foremost path of the horse; he guards the swift course of the sun; Agni preserves the navel of the seven-headed, and the lofty likeness of the gods. Thus, Agni, born of the gods’ wisdom and sustained by the devotion of men, shines as the immortal priest, the radiant guide of sacrifice, the bestower of wealth, and the eternal link between heaven and earth.