2 The Son of Strength; for is he not our gracious Lord? Let us serve him who bears our gifts. In battle may he be our help and strengthener, yea, be the saviour of our lives.
3 Agni, thou beamest forth with light, great Hero, never changed by time. Shining, pure Agni! with a light that never fades, beam with thy fair beams brilliantly.
4 Thou worshippest great Gods: bring them without delay by wisdom and thy wondrous power. O Agni, make them turn hither to succour us. Give strength, and win it for thyself.
5 He whom floods, stones, and trees support, the offspring of eternal Law; He who when rubbed with force is brought to life by men upon the lofty height of earth;
6 He who hath filled both worlds fult with his brilliant shine, who hastens with his smoke to heaven; He made himself apparent through the gloom by night, the Red Bull in the darksome nights, the Red Bull in the darksome nights.
7 O Agni, with thy lofty beams, with thy pure brilliancy, O God, Kindled, Most Youthful One! by Bharadvāja's hand, shine on us, O pure God, with wealth, shine, Purifier! splendidly.
8 Thou art the Lord of house and home of all the tribes, O Agni, of all tribes of men. Guard with a hundred forts thy kindler from distress, through hundred winters, Youngest God! and those who make thy singers rich.
tuváṃ naś citrá ūtiyā́ váso rā́dhāṃsi codaya | asyá rāyás tuvám agne rathī́r asi vidā́ gādháṃ tucé tú naḥ ||
9 Wonderful, with thy favouring help, send us thy bounties, gracious Lord. Thou art the Charioteer, Agni, of earthly wealth: find rest and safety for our seed.
párṣi tokáṃ tánayam partŕ̥bhiṣ ṭuvám ádabdhair áprayutvabhiḥ | ágne héḷāṃsi daíviyā yuyodhi no ádevāni hvárāṃsi ca ||
10 With guards unfailing never negligent speed thou our children and our progeny. Keep far from us, O Agni, all celestial wrath and wickedness of godless men.
12 Who, for the host of Maruts bright with native sheen, hath shed immortal fame like milk; Whom the impetuous Maruts look upon with love, who moves in splendour on their ways.
bharádvājāya áva dhukṣata dvitā́ dhenúṃ ca viśvádohasam | íṣaṃ ca viśvábhojasam ||
13 For Bharadvāja she poured down in days of old The milch-cow yielding milk for all, and food that gives all nourishment.
táṃ va índraṃ ná sukrátuṃ váruṇam iva māyínam | aryamáṇaṃ ná mandráṃ sr̥prábhojasaṃ víṣṇuṃ ná stuṣa ādíśe ||
14 Your friend like Indra passing wise, with magic power like Varuṇa. Like Aryaman joy-giving, bringing plenteous food like Vi Snxu for my wish, I praise,
15 Bright as the host of Maruts mighty in their roar. May they bring Pūṣan free from foes; May they bring hither hundreds, thousands for our men: may they bring hidden stores to light, and make wealth easy to be found.
ā́ mā pūṣann úpa drava śáṃsiṣaṃ nú te apikarṇá āghr̥ṇe | aghā́ aryó árātayaḥ ||
16 Haste to me, Pūṣan, in thine car, bright Deity: I fain would speak: Most sinful is our foeman's hate.
21 They whose high glory in a moment like the God, the Sun, goes round the space of heaven, The Maruts have obtained bright strength, a sacred name, strength that destroys the Vṛtras, strength Vṛtra-destroying excellent.
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Maṇḍala I