यं त्वा देवासो मनवे दधुरिह यजिष्ठं हव्यवाहन । यं कण्वो मेध्यातिथिर्धनस्पृतं यं वृषा यमुपस्तुतः
You whom the gods have established here for Manu, most fit for sacrifice, bearer of offerings; whom Kanva, the pure guest, has kindled, the wealth-bringer, whom the bull, whom the praised one, has honored.
यमग्निं मेध्यातिथिः कण्व ईध ऋतादधि । तस्य प्रेषो दीदियुस्तमिमा ऋचस्तमग्निं वर्धयामसि
Agni, whom Kanva, the pure guest, has kindled according to truth—his radiance shines forth, these hymns are for him, we magnify that Agni.
रायस्पूर्धि स्वधावोऽस्ति हि तेऽग्ने देवेष्वाप्यम् । त्वं वाजस्य श्रुत्यस्य राजसि स नो मृळ महाँ असि
O Agni, you are the fulfiller of wealth, for your inherent power is present among the gods. You are the sovereign of strength and fame; be gracious to us, for you are great.
ऊर्ध्व ऊ षु ण ऊतये तिष्ठा देवो न सविता । ऊर्ध्वो वाजस्य सनिता यदञ्जिभिर्वाघद्भिर्विह्वयामहे
Rise up for our aid, stand upright like the god Savitar. Stand high as the bestower of strength, when with praises and offerings we call upon you.
ऊर्ध्वो नः पाह्यंहसो नि केतुना विश्वं समत्रिणं दह । कृधी न ऊर्ध्वाञ्चरथाय जीवसे विदा देवेषु नो दुवः
Protect us from harm from above with your sign; burn away every adversary. Make us rise up for the chariot, for life; reveal to us favor among the gods.
पाहि नो अग्ने रक्षसः पाहि धूर्तेरराव्णः । पाहि रीषत उत वा जिघांसतो बृहद्भानो यविष्ठ्य
Guard us, Agni, from the demon, protect us from distress and from the malicious. Protect us from the harmful and from those who wish to slay us, O youngest, of great radiance.
घनेव विष्वग्वि जह्यराव्णस्तपुर्जम्भ यो अस्मध्रुक् । यो मर्त्यः शिशीते अत्यक्तुभिर्मा नः स रिपुरीशत
Like a hammer, strike down the malicious on every side, O you who crush the foe, who hate us. Let not any mortal, delighting in evil deeds, become our enemy or rule over us.
अग्निर्वव्ने सुवीर्यमग्निः कण्वाय सौभगम् । अग्निः प्रावन्मित्रोत मेध्यातिथिमग्निः साता उपस्तुतम्
Agni has granted strength, Agni has given prosperity to Kanva. Agni has brought Mitra, the pure guest; Agni has bestowed what is praised.
अग्निना तुर्वशं यदुं परावत उग्रादेवं हवामहे । अग्निर्नयन्नववास्त्वं बृहद्रथं तुर्वीतिं दस्यवे सहः
With Agni we call Turvasha and Yadu from afar, the mighty god. Agni led Avavastha, Brhadratha, and Turviti to victory over the Dasyu.
नि त्वामग्ने मनुर्दधे ज्योतिर्जनाय शश्वते । दीदेथ कण्व ऋतजात उक्षितो यं नमस्यन्ति कृष्टयः
Manu established you, Agni, as a light for perpetual humanity. Kanva, born of truth, kindled you, whom peoples honor.
त्वेषासो अग्नेरमवन्तो अर्चयो भीमासो न प्रतीतये । रक्षस्विनः सदमिद्यातुमावतो विश्वं समत्रिणं दह
The mighty, awe-inspiring flames of Agni, like terrors, are unconquered. Ever drive away the demon and the foe; burn up every adversary.
क्रीळं वः शर्धो मारुतमनर्वाणं रथेशुभम् । कण्वा अभि प्र गायत
With joy, the troop of Maruts, invincible and splendid in their chariots, let the Kanvas sing forth your praise.
ये पृषतीभिरृष्टिभिः साकं वाशीभिरञ्जिभिः । अजायन्त स्वभानवः
Who, with speckled steeds and spears, together with axes and ornaments, were born with their own brilliance.
इहेव शृण्व एषां कशा हस्तेषु यद्वदान् । नि यामञ्चित्रमृञ्जते
Here, listen to the crack of their whips in their hands, as they drive, making the chariots resound with varied sound.
प्र वः शर्धाय घृष्वये त्वेषद्युम्नाय शुष्मिणे । देवत्तं ब्रह्म गायत
For your troop, ever vigorous, of mighty splendor and power, let the hymn be sung in divine worship.
प्र शंसा गोष्वघ्न्यं क्रीळं यच्छर्धो मारुतम् । जम्भे रसस्य वावृधे
Proclaim the blessing among the cows, when the Marut troop rejoices; in the thunder of the juice they have grown strong.
को वो वर्षिष्ठ आ नरो दिवश्च ग्मश्च धूतयः । यत्सीमन्तं न धूनुथ
Which of you, O men, is the most powerful, whose impulses are from heaven and earth, when you shake even the firm one?
नि वो यामाय मानुषो दध्र उग्राय मन्यवे । जिहीत पर्वतो गिरिः
For your march, the mortal has set out for the fierce, for the mighty; the mountain, the hill, trembles.
येषामज्मेषु पृथिवी जुजुर्वाँ इव विश्पतिः । भिया यामेषु रेजते
At whose yoking, the earth, like a wife, submits to the lord of the people; in fear, at your march, she quakes.
स्थिरं हि जानमेषां वयो मातुर्निरेतवे । यत्सीमनु द्विता शवः
Firm is the offspring of these, their vigor for the mother's nourishment, when their strength is doubled.
उदु त्ये सूनवो गिरः काष्ठा अज्मेष्वत्नत । वाश्रा अभिज्ञु यातवे
The sons have stretched forth their voices upward, like posts on the yoke, the strong ones, eager to be recognized for the journey.
त्यं चिद्घा दीर्घं पृथुं मिहो नपातममृध्रम् । प्र च्यावयन्ति यामभिः
Even that long, broad, unyielding offspring of the cloud, they set in motion with their courses.
मरुतो यद्ध वो बलं जनाँ अचुच्यवीतन । गिरीँरचुच्यवीतन
Whenever, O Maruts, people have not withstood your strength, you have shaken even the mountains.
यद्ध यान्ति मरुतः सं ह ब्रुवतेऽध्वन्ना । शृणोति कश्चिदेषाम्
Whenever the Maruts go forth, they speak together on their path; someone surely hears them.
प्र यात शीभमाशुभिः सन्ति कण्वेषु वो दुवः । तत्रो षु मादयाध्वै
Go forth swiftly with your rapid steeds; your favor is present among the Kanvas; there, indeed, rejoice on your way.
अस्ति हि ष्मा मदाय वः स्मसि ष्मा वयमेषाम् । विश्वं चिदायुर्जीवसे
For truly, there is joy for you; we are indeed among these; may we live the full span of life.
कद्ध नूनं कधप्रियः पिता पुत्रं न हस्तयोः । दधिध्वे वृक्तबर्हिषः
How now, as one dear, do you hold us, like a father holds his son in his hands, you who are decked with sacrificial grass?
क्व नूनं कद्वो अर्थं गन्ता दिवो न पृथिव्याः । क्व वो गावो न रण्यन्ति
Where now, O Maruts, will you go for your aim, as from heaven or from earth? Where are your cows not wandering?
क्व वः सुम्ना नव्यांसि मरुतः क्व सुविता । क्वो विश्वानि सौभगा
Where are your new favors, O Maruts, where your good guidance? Where are all your blessings?
यद्यूयं पृश्निमातरो मर्तासः स्यातन । स्तोता वो अमृतः स्यात्
If you, born of Prisni, were to become mortal, may your worshipper become immortal.