Agni, radiant and ever-pleasant, reveals his beautiful form to us, gleaming both by day and by night like a golden ornament adorning the world. His presence is as pure as clarified ghee, flawless and lustrous like gold itself, shining forth with his own sustaining brilliance. It is Agni who destroys the enmity mortals may direct against us, standing true to those who worship him. May our friendship with Agni and the gods be auspicious and enduring, firm as the bond of brothers within our home. Agni’s blessed face shines nearby with the might of the sun—its brilliance undiminished even at night, a feast for the eyes, ever-present and tireless. He scatters the thoughts of those who praise him, and with his trembling flames, Agni—born of power and praised by all the gods—grants us abundant insight. From Agni arise our songs, our thoughts, our hymns, and our gifts. He is the source of wealth for the noble, bestowing bounty upon the devoted. From him is born the hero, the prize-winner, bringing abundance and strength. The generous, swift one, favored by the gods, draws near at his call. Agni is the first to be invoked by worshippers, the immortal god with a charming tongue. The pure-hearted call upon him with their thoughts, honoring him as the wise and steadfast lord of the household. He drives far from us all hostility and every evil thought, bestowing his grace and well-being whenever he is pleased. Whoever kindles Agni with reverence and offers the threefold pressed oblation, for such a one Agni creates food that very day. Endowed with splendid powers, Jātavedas, wise by nature, bestows his favor by his will. The one who brings fuel with devotion and honors Agni’s great face prospers at every dawn, gaining wealth and overcoming enemies. Agni is lord of great sovereignty, possessor of supreme strength and riches. Though youngest among the gods, self-sustaining, he grants treasures to those who worship and seek his favor. Should we, O youthful and manly Agni, have erred in thought or deed, make us sinless before Aditi and remove all our faults. Even a great sin can be overcome by Agni’s favor, whether among gods or mortals. May his friends always be free from harm, and may he grant well-being to our children and descendants. Just as the worshipful ones released the cow bound with a cord, so may Agni release us from distress, driving away all misfortune and extending our lives. Facing all the dawns, Agni proclaims the gathering of the shining gods, his mind gracious and generous with treasures. The Aśvins are called to the home of the doer of good, as the sun, the god, advances with his light. The god Savitar raises his radiance upward, shining like a drop, his power swift as a horse. Varuṇa and Mitra maintain the cosmic order as they cause the sun to ascend the sky. Those who wander in darkness and uncertainty, seeking gain, are guided by the seven swift horses that carry the sun—the steadfast eye of the world. The divine moves along the highest paths, weaving the thread of existence, spreading a dark covering. The sun’s rays pierce the darkness in the waters as if breaking through a skin. Unrestrained and unbound, who can say how he lies down or rises up? By what power does he move—who has seen it? The pillar of heaven stands firm, upholding the sky. Agni, Jātavedas, again proclaims the dawns, shining with great powers. The Nāsatyas are called with their wide-ranging chariot to the sacrifice. Savitar raises his banner high, illuminating all the worlds; heaven, earth, and midspace expand as the discerning sun spreads his rays. The reddish dawns arrive, vast and brilliant, spreading their light and awakening all to good fortune. The divine dawn advances with her well-yoked chariot. Let the swiftest horses and chariots bring the gods at dawn, for here are the honey-sweet Somas—let them rejoice in this sacrifice. Again the mystery is pondered: Unrestrained, unbound, how does he lie down or rise? Who knows the inherent power by which he moves? The pillar of heaven, firmly established, upholds the firmament. Agni, the Hotar, leads the sacrifice, bringing strength and worthy of worship among the gods. He moves around the triple sacrifice like a skilled charioteer, bearing offerings to the gods. Wise and lord of riches, Agni traverses the offerings and bestows treasures upon the worshipper. He is kindled in the front for Srñjaya, shining brilliantly at the divine wind and subduing enemies. The mortal who desires strength is governed by Agni, fierce-jawed and generous. Swift as a racer, like a red child of heaven, he is honored day by day. When the son of Sahadeva awakens with the two bays, he calls us to the offering. The two worshipful bays, from the son of Sahadeva, are harnessed and come forth at once. This son of Sahadeva, the divine Ashvins, is Somaka; may he enjoy a long life. You, Ashvins, grant the son of Sahadeva long life. Let the truthful Maghavan come swiftly, let his steeds run to us. For Indra, we offer this drink with delight, seeking his favor as we praise. Let the heroes descend at the end of the path today, rejoicing at this sacrifice. The wise one proclaims the hymn, like Ushana, for the lordship of the knowing Asura. Like a sage, he knows the hidden things and accomplishes the rites; the mighty one, thirsting, sings praises. He created seven singers, who, even by night, performed skillful acts as they praised. Radiant as the sun and beautiful to behold, he shone with great light at birth, dispelling darkness and granting clear vision, inspiring men to heroism in their striving.