Sukta 12

मध्ये होता दुरोणे बर्हिषो राळग्निस्तोदस्य रोदसी यजध्यै। अयं स सूनुः सहस ऋतावा दूरात्सूर्यो न शोचिषा ततान॥

madhye hotā duroṇe barhiṣo rāḻagnistodasya rodasī yajadhyai | ayaṁ sa sūnuḥ sahasa ṛtāvā dūrātsūryo na śociṣā tatāna ||

KING of trimmed grass, Herald within the dwelling, may Agni worship the Impeller's World-halves. He, Son of Strength, the Holy, from a distance hath spread himself abroad with light like Surya.

आ यस्मिन्त्वे स्वपाके यजत्र यक्षद्राजन्सर्वतातेव नु द्यौः। त्रिषधस्थस्ततरुषो न जंहो हव्या मघानि मानुषा यजध्यै॥

ā yasmintve svapāke yajatra yakṣadrājansarvatāteva nu dyauḥ | triṣadhasthastataruṣo na jaṁho havyā maghāni mānuṣā yajadhyai ||

In thee, most wise, shall Dyaus, for full perfection, King! Holy One! pronounce the call to worship. Found in three places, like the Speeder's footstep, come to present men's riches as oblations!

तेजिष्ठा यस्यारतिर्वनेराट् तोदो अध्वन्न वृधसानो अद्यौत्। अद्रोघो न द्रविता चेतति त्मन्नमर्त्योऽवर्त्र ओषधीषु॥

tejiṣṭhā yasyāratirvanerāṭ todo adhvanna vṛdhasāno adyaut | adrogho na dravitā cetati tmannamartyo'vartra oṣadhīṣu ||

Whose blaze most splendid, sovran in the forest, shines waxing on his way like the - Impeller. He knows himself, like as a guileless smelter, not to be stayed among the plants, Immortal.

सास्माकेभिरेतरी न शूषैरग्निः ष्टवे दम आ जातवेदाः। द्र्वन्नो वन्वन्क्रत्वा नार्वोस्रः पितेव जारयायि यज्ञैः॥

sāsmākebhiretarī na śūṣairagniḥ ṣṭave dama ā jātavedāḥ | drvanno vanvankratvā nārvosraḥ piteva jārayāyi yajñaiḥ ||

Our friends extol him like a steed for vigour even Agni in the dwelling, jatave~as. Trce-fed, he fights with power as doth a champion, like Dawn's Sire to be praised with sacrifices.

अध स्मास्य पनयन्ति भासो वृथा यत्तक्षदनुयाति पृथ्वीम्। सद्यो यः स्यन्द्रो विषितो धवीयानृणो न तायुरति धन्वा राट्॥

adha smāsya panayanti bhāso vṛthā yattakṣadanuyāti pṛthvīm | sadyo yaḥ syandro viṣito dhavīyānṛṇo na tāyurati dhanvā rāṭ ||

Men wonder at his shining glows when, paring the woods with case, o'er the broad earth he goeth, And, like a rushing flood, loosed quickly, burneth, swift as a guilty thief, o'er desert places.

स त्वं नो अर्वन्निदाया विश्वेभिरग्ने अग्निभिरिधानः। वेषि रायो वि यासि दुच्छुना मदेम शतहिमाः सुवीराः॥

sa tvaṁ no arvannidāyā viśvebhiragne agnibhiridhānaḥ | veṣi rāyo vi yāsi ducchunā madema śatahimāḥ suvīrāḥ ||

So mighty thou protectest us from slander, O Champion, Agni! with all fires enkindled. Bring opulence and drive away affliction. May brave sons gladden us through a hundred winters.