स जायमानः परमे व्योमनि व्रतान्यग्निर्व्रतपा अरक्षत । व्यन्तरिक्षममिमीत सुक्रतुर्वैश्वानरो महिना नाकमस्पृशत्
Being born in the highest heaven, Agni, the observer of vows, protected the laws. Vaiśvānara, of wise counsel, measured the midspace, and with his greatness touched the summit.
व्यस्तभ्नाद्रोदसी मित्रो अद्भुतोऽन्तर्वावदकृणोज्ज्योतिषा तमः । वि चर्मणीव धिषणे अवर्तयद्वैश्वानरो विश्वमधत्त वृष्ण्यम्
Mitra, the wondrous one, propped apart heaven and earth; within, he made light by his radiance. Like skins, Vaiśvānara rolled up the coverings, and took up all the strength.
अपामुपस्थे महिषा अगृभ्णत विशो राजानमुप तस्थुरृग्मियम् । आ दूतो अग्निमभरद्विवस्वतो वैश्वानरं मातरिश्वा परावतः
Upon the lap of the waters, the mighty ones seized the king of the people, and they stood near the hymn-bearer. The messenger, Mātariśvan, brought Agni, the Vaiśvānara, from afar for Vivasvat.
युगेयुगे विदथ्यं गृणद्भ्योऽग्ने रयिं यशसं धेहि नव्यसीम् । पव्येव राजन्नघशंसमजर नीचा नि वृश्च वनिनं न तेजसा
In every age, O Agni, grant to those who praise you wealth and new glory. Like a purifier, O king, unblemished and ageless, cut down the hostile ones by your power as a woodcutter fells trees.
अस्माकमग्ने मघवत्सु धारयाऽनामि क्षत्रमजरं सुवीर्यम् । वयं जयेम शतिनं सहस्रिणं वैश्वानर वाजमग्ने तवोतिभिः
O Agni, sustain for us, among the generous, undiminished dominion and unfailing heroism. May we conquer the abundant and the thousand-fold prize, O Vaiśvānara, with your help, O Agni.
अदब्धेभिस्तव गोपाभिरिष्टेऽस्माकं पाहि त्रिषधस्थ सूरीन् । रक्षा च नो ददुषां शर्धो अग्ने वैश्वानर प्र च तारी स्तवानः
With your flawless guardians, protect our wealth, O Agni, seated at the threefold altar. Guard us from the hostile, and drive away their force, O Vaiśvānara; surpass them, praised one.
अहश्च कृष्णमहरर्जुनं च वि वर्तेते रजसी वेद्याभिः । वैश्वानरो जायमानो न राजावातिरज्ज्योतिषाग्निस्तमांसि
Day and night, black and bright, revolve with their known paths. Vaiśvānara, Agni, born like a king, surpasses darkness with his light.
नाहं तन्तुं न वि जानाम्योतुं न यं वयन्ति समरेऽतमानाः । कस्य स्वित्पुत्र इह वक्त्वानि परो वदात्यवरेण पित्रा
I do not know the thread, nor the weaving, nor what the skilled ones weave in the assembly. Whose son here speaks these words? Who speaks beyond, who below, with his father?
स इत्तन्तुं स वि जानात्योतुं स वक्त्वान्यृतुथा वदाति । य ईं चिकेतदमृतस्य गोपा अवश्चरन्परो अन्येन पश्यन्
He knows the thread, he knows the weaving, he speaks the words rightly. He who perceives this, the guardian of immortality, moves freely, seeing differently from another.
अयं होता प्रथमः पश्यतेममिदं ज्योतिरमृतं मर्त्येषु । अयं स जज्ञे ध्रुव आ निषत्तोऽमर्त्यस्तन्वा वर्धमानः
This is the first Hotar, he sees this immortal light among mortals. He is born, firmly established, immortal, growing with his own body.
ध्रुवं ज्योतिर्निहितं दृशये कं मनो जविष्ठं पतयत्स्वन्तः । विश्वे देवाः समनसः सकेता एकं क्रतुमभि वि यन्ति साधु
The steadfast light is placed for sight; the mind, swiftest, flies within. All the gods, united in purpose and understanding, go toward one noble resolve.
वि मे कर्णा पतयतो वि चक्षुर्वीदं ज्योतिर्हृदय आहितं यत् । वि मे मनश्चरति दूरआधीः किं स्विद्वक्ष्यामि किमु नू मनिष्ये
My ears fly apart, my eyes see; this light is set in my heart. My mind wanders far and wide—what shall I say, what now shall I ponder?
विश्वे देवा अनमस्यन्भियानास्त्वामग्ने तमसि तस्थिवांसम् । वैश्वानरोऽवतूतये नोऽमर्त्योऽवतूतये नः
All the gods, fearing, have bowed to you, O Agni, standing in darkness. Vaiśvānara, the immortal, protect us; protect us, O immortal.
पुरो वो मन्द्रं दिव्यं सुवृक्तिं प्रयति यज्ञे अग्निमध्वरे दधिध्वम् । पुर उक्थेभिः स हि नो विभावा स्वध्वरा करति जातवेदाः
Bring forth for yourselves the delightful, heavenly, well-praised Agni in the sacrifice, in the ritual. With hymns, for he is our discerner, Jātavedas, who makes the rites proper.
तमु द्युमः पुर्वणीक होतरग्ने अग्निभिर्मनुष इधानः । स्तोमं यमस्मै ममतेव शूषं घृतं न शुचि मतयः पवन्ते
That radiant, foremost Hotar, Agni, kindled by men with Agnis, is praised. The hymns flow to him as affection flows, pure as clarified butter.
पीपाय स श्रवसा मर्त्येषु यो अग्नये ददाश विप्र उक्थैः । चित्राभिस्तमूतिभिश्चित्रशोचिर्व्रजस्य साता गोमतो दधाति
He prospers in fame among mortals, who gives to Agni, the wise, with hymns. With splendid aids and brilliant radiance, he attains the prize of the cattle-rich.
आ यः पप्रौ जायमान उर्वी दूरेदृशा भासा कृष्णाध्वा । अध बहु चित्तम ऊर्म्यायास्तिरः शोचिषा ददृशे पावकः
He who, being born, has filled the wide spaces, seen from afar with his brightness, along the dark path. Then, with much thought, the pure one is seen across the wave with his flame.
नू नश्चित्रं पुरुवाजाभिरूती अग्ने रयिं मघवद्भ्यश्च धेहि । ये राधसा श्रवसा चात्यन्यान्सुवीर्येभिश्चाभि सन्ति जनान्
Now grant us, O Agni, wondrous wealth with many aids; bestow riches upon the generous. Those who surpass others with gifts, fame, and heroic strength, let them be among the people.
इमं यज्ञं चनो धा अग्न उशन्यं त आसानो जुहुते हविष्मान् । भरद्वाजेषु दधिषे सुवृक्तिमवीर्वाजस्य गध्यस्य सातौ
Place for us this sacrifice, O Agni, auspicious; sitting, offer the oblation. Among the Bharadvājas, you have established praise, and aided in attaining the prize of wealth.
वि द्वेषांसीनुहि वर्धयेळां मदेम शतहिमाः सुवीराः
Drive away hatreds, increase our prosperity; may we rejoice, possessing a hundredfold heroic strength.
यजस्व होतरिषितो यजीयानग्ने बाधो मरुतां न प्रयुक्ति । आ नो मित्रावरुणा नासत्या द्यावा होत्राय पृथिवी ववृत्याः
Offer worship, O Agni, inspired by the Hotar, most worthy of sacrifice; let not the invocation of the Maruts be hindered. May Mitra, Varuna, the Ashvins, Heaven and Earth, turn towards our offering as Hotar.
त्वं होता मन्द्रतमो नो अध्रुगन्तर्देवो विदथा मर्त्येषु । पावकया जुह्वा वह्निरासाग्ने यजस्व तन्वं तव स्वाम्
You are the Hotar, most delightful, never failing among mortals at the assembly, O god. With your shining tongue, as Fire, approach and perform the sacrifice with your own form, O Agni.
धन्या चिद्धि त्वे धिषणा वष्टि प्र देवाञ्जन्म गृणते यजध्यै । वेपिष्ठो अङ्गिरसां यद्ध विप्रो मधुच्छन्दो भनति रेभ इष्टौ
Indeed, the inspired prayer seeks you, for you are worthy; the singer, desiring to praise the gods, calls you to the sacrifice. Most stirring among the Angirases, when the sage, sweet-voiced, proclaims aloud at the offering.
अदिद्युतत्स्वपाको विभावाग्ने यजस्व रोदसी उरूची । आयुं न यं नमसा रातहव्या अञ्जन्ति सुप्रयसं पञ्च जनाः
He has flashed forth, the all-wise, the radiant one. O Agni, perform the sacrifice in the wide expanse of heaven and earth. As men offer the chosen oblation with reverence for long life, so five peoples approach the well-guided one.
वृञ्जे ह यन्नमसा बर्हिरग्नावयामि स्रुग्घृतवती सुवृक्तिः । अम्यक्षि सद्म सदने पृथिव्या अश्रायि यज्ञः सूर्ये न चक्षुः
When I, with reverence, arrange the sacred grass for Agni, the ladle filled with ghee, the well-praised hymn—then the dwelling is established on earth, the sacrifice rests, as the eye upon the sun.
दशस्या नः पुर्वणीक होतर्देवेभिरग्ने अग्निभिरिधानः । रायः सूनो सहसो वावसाना अति स्रसेम वृजनं नांहः
Be gracious to us, O Hotar of ancient order, O Agni, kindled with the gods and with the fires. O son of strength, bestow wealth upon us; may we cross over the multitude of evil.
मध्ये होता दुरोणे बर्हिषो राळग्निस्तोदस्य रोदसी यजध्यै । अयं स सूनुः सहस ऋतावा दूरात्सूर्यो न शोचिषा ततान
In the midst, as Hotar, in the house, on the sacred grass, Agni, you urge on heaven and earth for the sacrifice. This son of strength, true to law, has spread forth from afar, like the sun with his flame.
आ यस्मिन्त्वे स्वपाके यजत्र यक्षद्राजन्सर्वतातेव नु द्यौः । त्रिषधस्थस्ततरुषो न जंहो हव्या मघानि मानुषा यजध्यै
In whom, O all-wise, O worshipful one, the gods dwell—O king, as if heaven itself is present. He, three-seated, stretches forth like the sun’s light, to offer the oblations and gifts of men.
तेजिष्ठा यस्यारतिर्वनेराट् तोदो अध्वन्न वृधसानो अद्यौत् । अद्रोघो न द्रविता चेतति त्मन्नमर्त्योऽवर्त्र ओषधीषु
Most powerful is he, whose energy conquers the forest; the goad, unwearied, shines on the path. Like one without deceit, the swift one perceives; the immortal, unoppressed, is in the plants.
सास्माकेभिरेतरी न शूषैरग्नि ष्टवे दम आ जातवेदाः । द्र्वन्नो वन्वन्क्रत्वा नार्वोस्रः पितेव जारयायि यज्ञैः
So, O Agni, for our people, not with others, be praised in the house, O knower of all births. Subduing the foe, conquering by your will, you, like a father, bring forth the sacrifice with your flames.