Agni, the radiant one, is kindled and shines forth, rich in gifts and worthy of praise. As the leader, he brings wealth to those who honor him. By his very nature, Agni, the king, stands guard both day and night, as well as through every dawn, burning away the demons with his sharp jaws. In every home, he is exalted as the beloved guest, and his ancient wisdom is celebrated with strong hymns. People everywhere offer oblations to Agni, praising him as a dear friend with clarified butter. He is the wise knower of all births, surpassing even the gods, and it is he who carries the offerings upward to heaven. When Agni is kindled with fuel and song, he becomes the pure and shining one, foremost at the sacrifice, a steadfast sage and Hotar of many boons, sinless and poetic, whom the faithful seek with blessings. As the immortal messenger, Agni has been established in every age as the carrier of offerings and the vigilant guardian, revered by both gods and mortals, by the mighty and the clans’ lord alike. Adorned and resplendent, he upholds both sets of laws, traversing the realms as the gods’ messenger. All seek his wisdom and favor, desiring his gracious protection in threefold measure. Women send their songs to Agni, directing their offerings to him, just as gifts are given in the domain of Vayu. Even the sacred waters step upon the triple-covered grass where Agni is steadfast and joined. The generous god’s step is auspicious and unconquered, shining like the gaze of the sun. With ancient praises, the skillful and harmonious Rudras sing to Indra, celebrating the ancient one in his seventh and third parts. Indra’s strength and power have grown through the exhilaration of pressed Soma, and today, as in ages past, the mighty praise his greatness. Skilled singers and guides offer hymns to Indra and Agni, seeking their favor and wealth. Indra and Agni together have shaken ninety fortresses of the Dasa women with a single act. The prayers of the faithful approach them, following the paths of truth. Their mighty powers, abodes, and beneficent deeds are unfailing. Indra, master of power, is invoked for unconquered fortune; for him, renowned and wise in wealth, the people strive. Many are the gifts of horses and cattle from the golden source; the faithful pray that nothing be withheld, but that all their desires be granted. Indra is called to the one who seeks, to grant fortune and wealth, to bring sweetness for those desiring cattle and horses. His herds are countless, and through song, Purandara Indra is made renowned as a helper. The giver of all wealth is the delightful priest among the people; to him go the first vessels of honey, and the praises reach Agni. Like swift horses, the generous ones are lauded for their skill and generosity in both offspring and descendants; Agni, wondrous lord of clans, grants the wealth of the generous. Varuna is called upon to hear the invocation and show mercy, for the seeker turns to him for help. The question is asked: by what support does the mighty one tirelessly bring gifts to his worshippers? Indra is the recipient of offerings at every sacrifice, called upon by priests and invoked for wealth as the bestower of riches. By his greatness, Indra has spread out heaven and earth; by his might, he made the sun shine. In Indra, all beings are contained, and in him, the pressed Soma flows. The all-creating one, growing through offerings, is called to worship his own form, for his is true power. Let confusion reign elsewhere, but may the generous lord be wise for his people. He purifies himself in shining golden hues, overcoming all hatreds with his team, shining like the sun with his radiant stream. With seven mouths, he moves through all forms, hymned by the faithful. The wise one protects from the east, his rays driving forth the divine chariot, visible to all. Hymns gladden heroic Indra for victory, and he stands as the unbroken thunderbolt in battle. He knows the wealth of traders, gathering it with the mothers into his own house. With thoughts of truth, he fills the home with distant song, where thoughts contend. With three-colored, shining wings, he places radiance everywhere. For the faithful, he grants the wealth of cows, the thought of horses, and the strength of men. Let all know the desire of the eager, joyful, and strong one. May the immortal sons listen to these songs and be gracious. Heaven and earth, pure and commendable, are praised with great and shining hymns. They purify themselves and rule with their own power, carrying forward the ancient truth. Mitra’s great aid upholds truth, helping all to cross over and taking a seat around the sacrifice. At the assembly, a message is delivered, open and unhidden, like a pigeon in its nest. The lord of gifts and singer of praises is called upon to let his glory be accompanied by fair speech. The hundred-powered one is invoked to stand upright for help in contest, so the faithful may speak among allies. And finally, the cows, adorned with gold, come to the watering place, full of the sap of the sacrifice, a sign of abundance and fulfillment.