पुनाने तन्वा मिथः स्वेन दक्षेण राजथः । ऊह्याथे सनादृतम्
Renewing yourselves, each in your own form, you rule with your inherent power; you have upheld order from of old.
मही मित्रस्य साधथस्तरन्ती पिप्रती ऋतम् । परि यज्ञं नि षेदथुः
Great is the aid of Mitra, crossing over, upholding truth; you have encompassed the sacrifice and sat down around it.
क्षेत्रस्य पतिना वयं हितेनेव जयामसि । गामश्वं पोषयित्न्वा स नो मृळातीदृशे
With the Lord of the field as our ally, we shall conquer as with a chariot; may he, who nourishes cattle and horses, be gracious to us in this way.
क्षेत्रस्य पते मधुमन्तमूर्मिं धेनुरिव पयो अस्मासु धुक्ष्व । मधुश्चुतं घृतमिव सुपूतमृतस्य नः पतयो मृळयन्तु
O Lord of the field, pour out for us a sweet, abundant wave, like a cow her milk; may the lords of nectar favor us with honey-dripping, well-purified ghee.
मधुमतीरोषधीर्द्याव आपो मधुमन्नो भवत्वन्तरिक्षम् । क्षेत्रस्य पतिर्मधुमान्नो अस्त्वरिष्यन्तो अन्वेनं चरेम
May the plants be sweet, may the heavens and waters be sweet, may the midspace become full of sweetness; may the Lord of the field be sweet to us, and may we move without harm upon him.
शुनं वाहाः शुनं नरः शुनं कृषतु लाङ्गलम् । शुनं वरत्रा बध्यन्तां शुनमष्ट्रामुदिङ्गय
May the oxen be auspicious for us, may the men be auspicious, may the plough be auspicious as it tills; may the yokes be tied auspiciously, and may the goad be raised with good fortune.
शुनासीराविमां वाचं जुषेथां यद्दिवि चक्रथुः पयः । तेनेमामुप सिञ्चतम्
O Śunāsīra, accept this speech of ours, you who made the milk in the sky; with that, sprinkle this field.
अर्वाची सुभगे भव सीते वन्दामहे त्वा । यथा नः सुभगाससि यथा नः सुफलाससि
Come near, O fortunate Sītā, we honor you; so that you may be gracious to us, so that you may be fruitful for us.
इन्द्रः सीतां नि गृह्णातु तां पूषानु यच्छतु । सा नः पयस्वती दुहामुत्तरामुत्तरां समाम्
May Indra take hold of Sītā, may Pūṣan settle her; may she, rich in milk, yield for us harvest after harvest.
शुनं नः फाला वि कृषन्तु भूमिं शुनं कीनाशा अभि यन्तु वाहैः । शुनं पर्जन्यो मधुना पयोभिः शुनासीरा शुनमस्मासु धत्तम्
May our ploughshares till the earth with good fortune, may the ploughmen approach with their teams in auspiciousness; may the rain-cloud with honey and milk, may Śunāsīra, bestow prosperity upon us.
समुद्रादूर्मिर्मधुमाँ उदारदुपांशुना सममृतत्वमानट् । घृतस्य नाम गुह्यं यदस्ति जिह्वा देवानाममृतस्य नाभिः
From the ocean rises a honeyed wave, swelling forth with foam, bearing immortality; the secret name of ghee is there, the tongue of the gods, the navel of nectar.
वयं नाम प्र ब्रवामा घृतस्यास्मिन्यज्ञे धारयामा नमोभिः । उप ब्रह्मा शृणवच्छस्यमानं चतुःशृङ्गोऽवमीद्गौर एतत्
We declare the name of ghee, in this sacrifice we uphold it with reverence; the inspired poet hears the recited hymn, the four-horned bull has proclaimed this.
चत्वारि शृङ्गा त्रयो अस्य पादा द्वे शीर्षे सप्त हस्तासो अस्य । त्रिधा बद्धो वृषभो रोरवीति महो देवो मर्त्याँ आ विवेश
He has four horns, three feet, two heads, and seven hands; the bull, bound threefold, bellows, the great god has entered mortals.
त्रिधा हितं पणिभिर्गुह्यमानं गवि देवासो घृतमन्वविन्दन् । इन्द्र एकं सूर्य एकं जजान वेनादेकं स्वधया निष्टतक्षुः
The gods discovered the ghee, hidden in the cow, divided threefold and guarded by the hands; Indra generated one, Sūrya another, and the third Venā shaped by his own power.
एता अर्षन्ति हृद्यात्समुद्राच्छतव्रजा रिपुणा नावचक्षे । घृतस्य धारा अभि चाकशीमि हिरण्ययो वेतसो मध्य आसाम्
These streams flow from the heart, from the ocean, a hundredfold, difficult to cross; I behold the streams of ghee, with golden reeds in their midst.
सम्यक्स्रवन्ति सरितो न धेना अन्तर्हृदा मनसा पूयमानाः । एते अर्षन्त्यूर्मयो घृतस्य मृगा इव क्षिपणोरीषमाणाः
They flow rightly, like cows, the rivers, purified in heart and mind; these waves of ghee rush forth, like wild beasts eager for the lair.
सिन्धोरिव प्राध्वने शूघनासो वातप्रमियः पतयन्ति यह्वाः । घृतस्य धारा अरुषो न वाजी काष्ठा भिन्दन्नूर्मिभिः पिन्वमानः
Like the roaring of a river in flood, swift as the wind, the mighty ones rush forth; the streams of ghee, like a red stallion, break through barriers, swelling with waves.
अभि प्रवन्त समनेव योषाः कल्याण्यः स्मयमानासो अग्निम् । घृतस्य धाराः समिधो नसन्त ता जुषाणो हर्यति जातवेदाः
They flow forth together, like women adorned, smiling upon Agni; the streams of ghee kindle the fires, which Jātavedas joyfully accepts.
कन्या इव वहतुमेतवा उ अञ्ज्यञ्जाना अभि चाकशीमि । यत्र सोमः सूयते यत्र यज्ञो घृतस्य धारा अभि तत्पवन्ते
Like maidens eager for a husband, anointed and adorned, I behold them; where Soma is pressed, where the sacrifice is, there the streams of ghee flow forth.
अभ्यर्षत सुष्टुतिं गव्यमाजिमस्मासु भद्रा द्रविणानि धत्त । इमं यज्ञं नयत देवता नो घृतस्य धारा मधुमत्पवन्ते
May you flow forth with excellent praise, bringing cattle, bestow upon us auspicious wealth; lead this sacrifice for us, O gods, the streams of ghee flow with honeyed sweetness.
धामन्ते विश्वं भुवनमधि श्रितमन्तः समुद्रे हृद्यन्तरायुषि । अपामनीके समिथे य आभृतस्तमश्याम मधुमन्तं त ऊर्मिम्
All the worlds are established in their abode, resting within the ocean, within the heart and the breath of life. In the waters, in the assembly, those who are sustained, let us approach that wave, rich with sweetness, O dark one.
अबोध्यग्निः समिधा जनानां प्रति धेनुमिवायतीमुषासम् । यह्वा इव प्र वयामुज्जिहानाः प्र भानवः सिस्रते नाकमच्छ
Agni has awakened among the people with kindling, like a cow stretching forth to her calf, like young birds rising up, the rays have streamed forth towards the sky.
अबोधि होता यजथाय देवानूर्ध्वो अग्निः सुमनाः प्रातरस्थात् । समिद्धस्य रुशददर्शि पाजो महान्देवस्तमसो निरमोचि
The priest has awakened for the worship of the gods; upright, Agni, with gracious mind, stands at dawn. The brilliance of the kindled flame is seen, the great god has dispelled the darkness.
यदीं गणस्य रशनामजीगः शुचिरङ्क्ते शुचिभिर्गोभिरग्निः । आद्दक्षिणा युज्यते वाजयन्त्युत्तानामूर्ध्वो अधयज्जुहूभिः
When you have fastened the belt of the company, pure Agni is adorned with pure cows. The right-hand offering is yoked to the victorious, upright, he has placed himself with the ladles.
अग्निमच्छा देवयतां मनांसि चक्षूंषीव सूर्ये सं चरन्ति । यदीं सुवाते उषसा विरूपे श्वेतो वाजी जायते अग्रे अह्नाम्
Let the minds of the worshippers go to Agni, as eyes move towards the sun. When he is blown upon by the two distinct dawns, the white steed is born at the beginning of the days.
जनिष्ट हि जेन्यो अग्रे अह्नां हितो हितेष्वरुषो वनेषु । दमेदमे सप्त रत्ना दधानोऽग्निर्होता नि षसादा यजीयान्
For he is indeed born at the beginning of the days, set in the appointed places, bright in the woods. Bearing these seven treasures, Agni the priest has sat down, most worthy of worship.
अग्निर्होता न्यसीदद्यजीयानुपस्थे मातुः सुरभा उ लोके । युवा कविः पुरुनिष्ठ ऋतावा धर्ता कृष्टीनामुत मध्य इद्धः
Agni the priest has settled, most worthy of worship, in the lap of the fragrant mother, in the world. Young, wise, established in many places, upholding the peoples, and kindled in the midst.
प्र णु त्यं विप्रमध्वरेषु साधुमग्निं होतारमीळते नमोभिः । आ यस्ततान रोदसी ऋतेन नित्यं मृजन्ति वाजिनं घृतेन
Now they praise that inspired one, Agni, the excellent priest, at the sacrifices, with reverence. He who has stretched out the two worlds with truth, they always cleanse the winner with ghee.
मार्जाल्यो मृज्यते स्वे दमूनाः कविप्रशस्तो अतिथिः शिवो नः । सहस्रशृङ्गो वृषभस्तदोजा विश्वाँ अग्ने सहसा प्रास्यन्यान्
The house-born is cleansed in his own abode, praised by poets, the guest, auspicious for us. With a thousand horns, the bull, that strength, O Agni, with your might you surpass all others.
प्र सद्यो अग्ने अत्येष्यन्यानाविर्यस्मै चारुतमो बभूथ । ईळेन्यो वपुष्यो विभावा प्रियो विशामतिथिर्मानुषीणाम्
Immediately, O Agni, you surpass others; you have become most beautiful for us. Worthy of praise, wondrous, shining forth, beloved guest of the peoples, of men.