व्रता ते अग्ने महतो महानि तव क्रत्वा रोदसी आ ततन्थ । त्वं दूतो अभवो जायमानस्त्वं नेता वृषभ चर्षणीनाम्
O Agni, your vows are great and mighty; by your power you have stretched out the two worlds. You became the messenger at your birth; you are the leader, the strong one, of peoples.
ऋतस्य वा केशिना योग्याभिर्घृतस्नुवा रोहिता धुरि धिष्व । अथा वह देवान्देव विश्वान्स्वध्वरा कृणुहि जातवेदः
Harness, O tawny-haired one, the well-yoked, ghee-anointed red steeds of truth to the yoke. Then, O god Jātavedas, bring all the gods, making the ritual well-ordered.
दिवश्चिदा ते रुचयन्त रोका उषो विभातीरनु भासि पूर्वीः । अपो यदग्न उशधग्वनेषु होतुर्मन्द्रस्य पनयन्त देवाः
Even from the sky your lights shine forth; you follow the ancient dawns as they brighten. When, O Agni, the gods, delighting in the offering, carry the oblations in the woods of the sacrificial fire.
उरौ वा ये अन्तरिक्षे मदन्ति दिवो वा ये रोचने सन्ति देवाः । ऊमा वा ये सुहवासो यजत्रा आयेमिरे रथ्यो अग्ने अश्वाः
Whether they rejoice in the wide atmosphere or dwell in the shining realm of heaven, or those gracious, worshipful ones who have come, O Agni, let your chariot-horses bring them here.
ऐभिरग्ने सरथं याह्यर्वाङ्नानारथं वा विभवो ह्यश्वाः । पत्नीवतस्त्रिंशतं त्रीँश्च देवाननुष्वधमा वह मादयस्व
With these, O Agni, come hither together with your chariot, or with many chariots, for you have many horses. Bring the thirty-three gods who have wives, each according to the ritual, and rejoice.
स होता यस्य रोदसी चिदुर्वी यज्ञंयज्ञमभि वृधे गृणीतः । प्राची अध्वरेव तस्थतुः सुमेके ऋतावरी ऋतजातस्य सत्ये
He is the priest for whom even the two worlds are broad, who is praised for every sacrifice. At the ritual, the two, right-ordered and true-born, stand facing east in the truth of the rite.
इळामग्ने पुरुदंसं सनिं गोः शश्वत्तमं हवमानाय साध । स्यान्नः सूनुस्तनयो विजावाग्ने सा ते सुमतिर्भूत्वस्मे
Grant us, O Agni, abundant, lasting wealth of cattle, the best sustenance for the one who invokes you. May our son and his offspring be victorious; may your good favor be with us.
प्र य आरुः शितिपृष्ठस्य धासेरा मातरा विविशुः सप्त वाणीः । परिक्षिता पितरा सं चरेते प्र सर्स्राते दीर्घमायुः प्रयक्षे
The seven voices have entered the mother, mounting the back of the spotted bull. The two fathers, well-guarded, move together; they have flowed forth, manifesting long life.
दिवक्षसो धेनवो वृष्णो अश्वा देवीरा तस्थौ मधुमद्वहन्तीः । ऋतस्य त्वा सदसि क्षेमयन्तं पर्येका चरति वर्तनिं गौः
The cows of heaven, the strong horses, the goddesses, have stood, bearing sweetness. In the seat of truth, the cow moves alone, seeking your well-being.
आ सीमरोहत्सुयमा भवन्तीः पतिश्चिकित्वान्रयिविद्रयीणाम् । प्र नीलपृष्ठो अतसस्य धासेस्ता अवासयत्पुरुधप्रतीकः
Now they have ascended, becoming well-yoked; the wise lord of the givers knows. The many-formed one, with dark back, has settled them, the one of many shapes.
महि त्वाष्ट्रमूर्जयन्तीरजुर्यं स्तभूयमानं वहतो वहन्ति । व्यङ्गेभिर्दिद्युतानः सधस्थ एकामिव रोदसी आ विवेश
The great, nourishing, straight-moving offspring of Tvaṣṭṛ, being supported, carry the one who is to be carried. Shining with their forms, they have entered the seat as if the two worlds were one.
जानन्ति वृष्णो अरुषस्य शेवमुत ब्रध्नस्य शासने रणन्ति । दिवोरुचः सुरुचो रोचमाना इळा येषां गण्या माहिना गीः
They know the blessing of the strong, ruddy one; they roar at the command of the spotted one. The lights of heaven, shining brightly, whose songs are to be counted among the great, are Iḷā’s.
उतो पितृभ्यां प्रविदानु घोषं महो महद्भ्यामनयन्त शूषम् । उक्षा ह यत्र परि धानमक्तोरनु स्वं धाम जरितुर्ववक्ष
Also, with the two fathers, they have brought forth a mighty sound from the great ones. Where the bull circles the enclosure of the milker, there the singer has declared his own abode.
अध्वर्युभिः पञ्चभिः सप्त विप्राः प्रियं रक्षन्ते निहितं पदं वेः । प्राञ्चो मदन्त्युक्षणो अजुर्या देवा देवानामनु हि व्रता गुः
With five priests, the seven sages guard the beloved, established track of the bull. The forward-yoked, unwearied ones rejoice; the gods indeed follow the vows of the gods.
दैव्या होतारा प्रथमा न्यृञ्जे सप्त पृक्षासः स्वधया मदन्ति । ऋतं शंसन्त ऋतमित्त आहुरनु व्रतं व्रतपा दीध्यानाः
The divine priests, the first, have sat down; the seven pure ones rejoice in their own nature. Proclaiming truth, they call the friend of truth; the keepers of vows, shining, follow the vow.
वृषायन्ते महे अत्याय पूर्वीर्वृष्णे चित्राय रश्मयः सुयामाः । देव होतर्मन्द्रतरश्चिकित्वान्महो देवान्रोदसी एह वक्षि
The strong ones are yoked for the great journey, the bright, well-yoked rays for the strong one. O divine priest, most delightful, wise, bring here the great gods, the two worlds.
पृक्षप्रयजो द्रविणः सुवाचः सुकेतव उषसो रेवदूषुः । उतो चिदग्ने महिना पृथिव्याः कृतं चिदेनः सं महे दशस्य
Those who are yoked to the pure, eloquent, and well-guided, have called forth the radiant dawns. Even if, O Agni, by the greatness of earth, some offense has been committed, forgive it for our great good.
इळामग्ने पुरुदंसं सनिं गोः शश्वत्तमं हवमानाय साध । स्यान्नः सूनुस्तनयो विजावाग्ने सा ते सुमतिर्भूत्वस्मे
Grant us, O Agni, abundant, lasting wealth of cattle, the best sustenance for the one who invokes you. May our son and his offspring be victorious; may your good favor be with us.
अञ्जन्ति त्वामध्वरे देवयन्तो वनस्पते मधुना दैव्येन । यदूर्ध्वस्तिष्ठा द्रविणेह धत्ताद्यद्वा क्षयो मातुरस्या उपस्थे
They anoint you, O Lord of the Forest, at the sacrifice, O divine one, with celestial honey, when you stand upright—may you grant wealth here, whether you remain above or rest in the lap of your mother.
समिद्धस्य श्रयमाणः पुरस्ताद्ब्रह्म वन्वानो अजरं सुवीरम् । आरे अस्मदमतिं बाधमान उच्छ्रयस्व महते सौभगाय
Taking shelter before the kindled one, composing hymns, striving for the undying, noble one—drive far from us the hostile thought, rise up for great good fortune.
उच्छ्रयस्व वनस्पते वर्ष्मन्पृथिव्या अधि । सुमिती मीयमानो वर्चो धा यज्ञवाहसे
Rise up, O Lord of the Forest, upon the surface of the earth; measuring out good counsel, establish your radiance for carrying the sacrifice.
युवा सुवासाः परिवीत आगात्स उ श्रेयान्भवति जायमानः । तं धीरासः कवय उन्नयन्ति स्वाध्यो मनसा देवयन्तः
Young, well-clad, wrapped around, he comes—he is better as he is born; the wise, the poets, raise him up, self-ruled, worshipping with their minds.
जातो जायते सुदिनत्वे अह्नां समर्य आ विदथे वर्धमानः । पुनन्ति धीरा अपसो मनीषा देवया विप्र उदियर्ति वाचम्
Born, he is born again in the brightness of days, growing strong in the assembly; the wise purify the offerings with thought, and the inspired priest raises the hymn with devotion.
यान्वो नरो देवयन्तो निमिम्युर्वनस्पते स्वधितिर्वा ततक्ष । ते देवासः स्वरवस्तस्थिवांसः प्रजावदस्मे दिधिषन्तु रत्नम्
Whatever men, worshippers, have fashioned for you, O Lord of the Forest, or whatever the carver has shaped—may those gods, standing with their own sound, grant us the treasure with offspring.
ये वृक्णासो अधि क्षमि निमितासो यतस्रुचः । ते नो व्यन्तु वार्यं देवत्रा क्षेत्रसाधसः
Those who are cut, set upon the earth, those who are fashioned, those with straight edges—may they grant us abundant gifts, divine, bringing success in the field.
आदित्या रुद्रा वसवः सुनीथा द्यावाक्षामा पृथिवी अन्तरिक्षम् । सजोषसो यज्ञमवन्तु देवा ऊर्ध्वं कृण्वन्त्वध्वरस्य केतुम्
The Ādityas, Rudras, Vasus, guides of the good path, Heaven and Earth, the broad earth and midspace—may the gods together protect the sacrifice, may they raise high the sign of the ritual.
हंसा इव श्रेणिशो यतानाः शुक्रा वसानाः स्वरवो न आगुः । उन्नीयमानाः कविभिः पुरस्ताद्देवा देवानामपि यन्ति पाथः
Like swans in a line, harnessed, shining, clothed in white, the singers have come; raised up by poets at the front, the gods go on the path of the gods.
शृङ्गाणीवेच्छृङ्गिणां सं ददृश्रे चषालवन्तः स्वरवः पृथिव्याम् । वाघद्भिर्वा विहवे श्रोषमाणा अस्माँ अवन्तु पृतनाज्येषु
Like the horns of horned ones, the singers with their drinking vessels are seen upon the earth; whether with words or in the call, hearing, may they protect us in the contests for victory.
वनस्पते शतवल्शो वि रोह सहस्रवल्शा वि वयं रुहेम । यं त्वामयं स्वधितिस्तेजमानः प्रणिनाय महते सौभगाय
O Lord of the Forest, hundred-branched, grow forth; thousand-branched, may we grow forth; you whom the carver, sharpening, has brought forth for great good fortune.
सखायस्त्वा ववृमहे देवं मर्तास ऊतये । अपां नपातं सुभगं सुदीदितिं सुप्रतूर्तिमनेहसम्
As friends we have chosen you, O god, O mortal, for help—the offspring of the waters, fortunate, shining, of good guidance, of excellent praise, sinless.