THOU at thy birth art Indra, O Agni; when thou art kindled thou becomest Mitra.
In thee, O Son of Strength, all Devas are centred. Indra art thou to man who brings oblation.
Aryaman art thou as regardeth maidens mysterious, is thy name, O Self-sustainer. As a kind friend with streams of milk they balm thee what time thou makest wife and lord one-minded.
The Devas deck their beauty for thy glory, yea, Soma! for thy birth fair, brightly-coloured. That which was fixed as Indra's loftiest station—therewith the secret of the Cows thou guardest.
Devas through thy glory, Deva who art so lovely! granting abundant gifts gained life immortal. As their own Monk have men established Agni; and serve him fain for praise from him who liveth.
There is no priest more skilled than thou in worship; none Self-sustainer pass thee in wisdom. The man within whose house as guest thou dwellest, by offering shall conquer mortals.
Aided by thee, O Agn. May we conquer through our oblation, fain for wealth, awakened: May we in battle, in the days’ assemblies, O Son of Strength, by riches conquer mortals.
He shall bring evil on the evil-plotter whoever turns against us sin and outrage. Destroy this calumny of him, O Agni, whoever injures us with double-dealing.
At this dawn's flushing, Deva! our ancient fathers served thee with offerings, making thee their envoy, when, Agni, to the store of wealth thou goest, a Deva enkindled with good things by mortals.
Save, thou who knowest, draw thy father near thee, who counts as thine own son, O Child of Power. O sapient Agni, when wilt thou regard us? When, skilled in holy Law, wilt thou direct us?
Adoring thee he gives thee many a title, when thou, Good Lord! acceptest this as Father. And doth not Agni, glad in strength of Godhead, gain splendid bliss when he hath waxen mighty?
Most Youthful Agni, verily thou bearest thy praiser safely over all his troubles. Thieves have been seen by us and open foemen: unknown have been the plottings of the wicked.
To thee these eulogies have been directed: or to the Vasu hath this sin been spoken. But this our Agni, flaming high, shall never yield us to calumny, to him who wrongs us.