इळायास्त्वा पदे वयं नाभा पृथिव्या अधि । जातवेदो नि धीमह्यग्ने हव्याय वोळ्हवे
At the place of Ilā, at the navel of earth, O knower of all births, we place you, Agni, for the offering, for the sacrificial cake.
मन्थता नरः कविमद्वयन्तं प्रचेतसममृतं सुप्रतीकम् । यज्ञस्य केतुं प्रथमं पुरस्तादग्निं नरो जनयता सुशेवम्
Men churn the sage, the all-wise, the immortal, the well-formed; you men generate Agni, the sign of sacrifice, the first, the gracious, in the forefront.
यदी मन्थन्ति बाहुभिर्वि रोचतेऽश्वो न वाज्यरुषो वनेष्वा । चित्रो न यामन्नश्विनोरनिवृतः परि वृणक्त्यश्मनस्तृणा दहन्
When they churn him with their arms, he shines forth like a swift, red horse in the woods; like the bright, unrestrained course of the Aśvins, he encircles the grass, burning it from the stone.
जातो अग्नी रोचते चेकितानो वाजी विप्रः कविशस्तः सुदानुः । यं देवास ईड्यं विश्वविदं हव्यवाहमदधुरध्वरेषु
Born, Agni shines, discerning, strong, inspired, praised by sages, liberal; whom the gods have set in the rites as worthy of praise, all-knowing, bearer of offerings.
सीद होतः स्व उ लोके चिकित्वान्सादया यज्ञं सुकृतस्य योनौ । देवावीर्देवान्हविषा यजास्यग्ने बृहद्यजमाने वयो धाः
Sit down, O Hotar, in your own place, discerning; seat the sacrifice in the goodly womb; O godly one, worship the gods with offering, O Agni, grant strength to the great worshipper.
कृणोत धूमं वृषणं सखायोऽस्रेधन्त इतन वाजमच्छ । अयमग्निः पृतनाषाट् सुवीरो येन देवासो असहन्त दस्यून्
Make the smoke strong, O friends, do not falter, strive for the prize; this Agni, the slayer of foes, the mighty one, by whom the gods overcame the Dasyus.
अयं ते योनिरृत्वियो यतो जातो अरोचथाः । तं जानन्नग्न आ सीदाथा नो वर्धया गिरः
This is your seat, O ritual one, from which you were born and shone forth; knowing that, O Agni, sit here and increase our songs.
तनूनपादुच्यते गर्भ आसुरो नराशंसो भवति यद्विजायते । मातरिश्वा यदमिमीत मातरि वातस्य सर्गो अभवत्सरीमणि
He is called the protector of the body, the divine embryo; when he is born, he becomes the desire of men; when Mātariśvan measured him, in the mother, the outpouring of the wind became manifest in the course.
सुनिर्मथा निर्मथितः सुनिधा निहितः कविः । अग्ने स्वध्वरा कृणु देवान्देवयते यज
Well churned, churned out, well placed, set down, the sage; O Agni, perform the right rites, worship the gods for the worshipper.
अजीजनन्नमृतं मर्त्यासोऽस्रेमाणं तरणिं वीळुजम्भम् । दश स्वसारो अग्रुवः समीचीः पुमांसं जातमभि सं रभन्ते
Mortals have generated the immortal, the tireless, the swift, the one with hidden jaws; the ten sisters, together, approach the born man, the vigorous one.
प्र सप्तहोता सनकादरोचत मातुरुपस्थे यदशोचदूधनि । न नि मिषति सुरणो दिवेदिवे यदसुरस्य जठरादजायत
The sevenfold Hotar shone forth from ancient times, when he burned in the mother's lap, in the udder. He does not close his eyes, the bountiful one, day by day, since he was born from the belly of the mighty one.
अमित्रायुधो मरुतामिव प्रयाः प्रथमजा ब्रह्मणो विश्वमिद्विदुः । द्युम्नवद्ब्रह्म कुशिकास एरिर एकएको दमे अग्निं समीधिरे
Armed against foes, like the Maruts in their advance, the first-born of the sacred order, all know this. The radiant prayer, the Kuśikas have set forth; each one, in his own house, has kindled Agni.
यदद्य त्वा प्रयति यज्ञे अस्मिन्होतश्चिकित्वोऽवृणीमहीह । ध्रुवमया ध्रुवमुताशमिष्ठाः प्रजानन्विद्वाँ उप याहि सोमम्
As today, in this sacrifice, we have chosen you, wise Hotar, with devotion, come here. With what is firm, by what is firm, and with the best offerings, knowing, understanding, approach the Soma.
इच्छन्ति त्वा सोम्यासः सखायः सुन्वन्ति सोमं दधति प्रयांसि । तितिक्षन्ते अभिशस्तिं जनानामिन्द्र त्वदा कश्चन हि प्रकेतः
Your friends, O Soma-lover, desire you; they press Soma and prepare the offerings. They endure the curses of men; O Indra, apart from you, no one is truly wise.
न ते दूरे परमा चिद्रजांस्या तु प्र याहि हरिवो हरिभ्याम् । स्थिराय वृष्णे सवना कृतेमा युक्ता ग्रावाणः समिधाने अग्नौ
Not even the farthest realms are distant from you; come forth, O Lord of the Bay Steeds, with your horses. For the strong bull these libations are prepared, the pressing stones are yoked, the fire is kindled.
इन्द्रः सुशिप्रो मघवा तरुत्रो महाव्रातस्तुविकूर्मिरृघावान् । यदुग्रो धा बाधितो मर्त्येषु क्व त्या ते वृषभ वीर्याणि
Indra, of beautiful beard, the generous, the mighty, leader of great hosts, powerful in deeds—when you, fierce one, are restrained among mortals, where, O bull, are your heroic powers?
त्वं हि ष्मा च्यावयन्नच्युतान्येको वृत्रा चरसि जिघ्नमानः । तव द्यावापृथिवी पर्वतासोऽनु व्रताय निमितेव तस्थुः
For you alone, indeed, shake the unshaken; you roam, slaying the Vṛtras. Heaven and earth, and the mountains, stand firm as if by your law, as by a measuring rod.
उताभये पुरुहूत श्रवोभिरेको दृळ्हमवदो वृत्रहा सन् । इमे चिदिन्द्र रोदसी अपारे यत्संगृभ्णा मघवन्काशिरित्ते
O much-invoked, by your fame alone you have shattered the stronghold, being the slayer of Vṛtra. Even these two vast worlds, O Indra, you have grasped, O generous one, as if they were your own possessions.
प्र सू त इन्द्र प्रवता हरिभ्यां प्र ते वज्रः प्रमृणन्नेतु शत्रून् । जहि प्रतीचो अनूचः पराचो विश्वं सत्यं कृणुहि विष्टमस्तु
Let your bay steeds, O Indra, be released down the slope; let your thunderbolt go forth, crushing the foes. Strike down those who come from all directions, make all truth prevail, let what is false be destroyed.
यस्मै धायुरदधा मर्त्यायाभक्तं चिद्भजते गेह्यं सः । भद्रा त इन्द्र सुमतिर्घृताची सहस्रदाना पुरुहूत रातिः
To whom you, O mortal, have given life, even the unoffered portion becomes his household share. Blessed is your favor, Indra, rich in ghee; O much-invoked, your bounty is a thousandfold.
सहदानुं पुरुहूत क्षियन्तमहस्तमिन्द्र सं पिणक्कुणारुम् । अभि वृत्रं वर्धमानं पियारुमपादमिन्द्र तवसा जघन्थ
O much-invoked, crush the mighty, the oppressor, O Indra, with your power, confound the enemy. Against the growing, swelling Vṛtra, O Indra, you struck down the footless one with your might.
नि सामनामिषिरामिन्द्र भूमिं महीमपारां सदने ससत्थ । अस्तभ्नाद्द्यां वृषभो अन्तरिक्षमर्षन्त्वापस्त्वयेह प्रसूताः
With your songs, O Indra, you have established the earth, vast and boundless, as a dwelling place. The bull propped up the sky and the midspace; the waters, at your command, flowed forth here.
अलातृणो वल इन्द्र व्रजो गोः पुरा हन्तोर्भयमानो व्यार । सुगान्पथो अकृणोन्निरजे गाः प्रावन्वाणीः पुरुहूतं धमन्तीः
Valā, the pen of cows, O Indra, was not to be crossed; before the slayer, he, fearing, withdrew. You made smooth paths, released the cows, and the singers, O much-invoked, praised you.
एको द्वे वसुमती समीची इन्द्र आ पप्रौ पृथिवीमुत द्याम् । उतान्तरिक्षादभि नः समीक इषो रथीः सयुजः शूर वाजान्
Alone, Indra, you have filled both the rich earth and the sky; you have spread them out. And from the midspace, bring to us, O hero, wealth, chariots yoked together, and prizes.
दिशः सूर्यो न मिनाति प्रदिष्टा दिवेदिवे हर्यश्वप्रसूताः । सं यदानळध्वन आदिदश्वैर्विमोचनं कृणुते तत्त्वस्य
The sun does not violate the appointed directions; day by day, the bay steeds are harnessed. When they join together on the path, then with the horses he makes the release of that which is his.
दिदृक्षन्त उषसो यामन्नक्तोर्विवस्वत्या महि चित्रमनीकम् । विश्वे जानन्ति महिना यदागादिन्द्रस्य कर्म सुकृता पुरूणि
Longing to behold the dawns, at the coming of night, of the radiant one, they see the great, wondrous face. All know, by his greatness, when he has come, the many good deeds of Indra.
महि ज्योतिर्निहितं वक्षणास्वामा पक्वं चरति बिभ्रती गौः । विश्वं स्वाद्म सम्भृतमुस्रियायां यत्सीमिन्द्रो अदधाद्भोजनाय
A great light is placed in the breasts; the cow, bearing the ripe, moves forth. All the sweet nourishment is gathered in the dusky one, when Indra placed the sap for food.
इन्द्र दृह्य यामकोशा अभूवन्यज्ञाय शिक्ष गृणते सखिभ्यः । दुर्मायवो दुरेवा मर्त्यासो निषङ्गिणो रिपवो हन्त्वासः
O Indra, make the strongholds firm; provide for the sacrifice, for the one who praises, for the friends. The ill-minded, evil mortals, the armed enemies, let them be slain, O slayer of foes.
सं घोषः शृण्वेऽवमैरमित्रैर्जही न्येष्वशनिं तपिष्ठाम् । वृश्चेमधस्ताद्वि रुजा सहस्व जहि रक्षो मघवन्रन्धयस्व
The sound resounds, as if from enemies; strike down the devouring, most burning one. Split the foe below, break it apart with force, destroy the demon, O Maghavan, and confound it.
उद्वृह रक्षः सहमूलमिन्द्र वृश्चा मध्यं प्रत्यग्रं शृणीहि । आ कीवतः सललूकं चकर्थ ब्रह्मद्विषे तपुषिं हेतिमस्य
Uproot the demon with its roots, Indra; cut through the fresh center, listen closely. You have made the lurking, crawling one flee, O enemy of the brahman, burning with the weapon's heat.