सूक्त १३

प्र वो देवायाग्नये बर्हिष्ठमर्चास्मै। गमद्देवेभिरा स नो यजिष्ठो बर्हिरा सदत्॥

pra vo devāyāgnaye barhiṣṭhamarcāsmai | gamaddevebhirā sa no yajiṣṭho barhirā sadat ||

To Agni, to this God of yours I sing aloud with utmost power. May he come to us with the Gods, and sit, best Offerer, on the grass.

ऋतावा यस्य रोदसी दक्षं सचन्त ऊतयः। हविष्मन्तस्तमीळते तं सनिष्यन्तोऽवसे॥

ṛtāvā yasya rodasī dakṣaṁ sacanta ūtayaḥ | haviṣmantastamīḻate taṁ saniṣyanto'vase ||

The Holy, whose are earth and heaven, and succour waits upon his strength; Him men who bring oblations laud, and they who wish to gain, for grace.

स यन्ता विप्र एषां स यज्ञानामथा हि षः। अग्निं तं वो दुवस्यत दाता यो वनिता मघम्॥

sa yantā vipra eṣāṁ sa yajñānāmathā hi ṣaḥ | agniṁ taṁ vo duvasyata dātā yo vanitā magham ||

He is the Sage who guides these men, Leader of sacred rites is he. Him your own Agni, serve ye well, who winneth and bestoweth wealth.

स नः शर्माणि वीतयेऽग्निर्यच्छतु शंतमा। यतो नः प्रुष्णवद्वसु दिवि क्षितिभ्यो अप्स्वा॥

sa naḥ śarmāṇi vītaye'gniryacchatu śaṁtamā | yato naḥ pruṣṇavadvasu divi kṣitibhyo apsvā ||

So may the gracious Agni grant most goodly shelter for our use; Whence in the heavens or in the floods he shall pour wealth upon our lands.

दीदिवांसमपूर्व्यं वस्वीभिरस्य धीतिभिः। ऋक्वाणो अग्निमिन्धते होतारं विश्पतिं विशाम्॥

dīdivāṁsamapūrvyaṁ vasvībhirasya dhītibhiḥ | ṛkvāṇo agnimindhate hotāraṁ viśpatiṁ viśām ||

The singers kindle him, the Priest, Agni the Lord of tribes of men, Resplendent and without a peer through his own excellent designs.

उत नो ब्रह्मन्नविष उक्थेषु देवहूतमः। शं नः शोचा मरुद्वृधोऽग्ने सहस्रसातमः॥

uta no brahmannaviṣa uktheṣu devahūtamaḥ | śaṁ naḥ śocā marudvṛdho'gne sahasrasātamaḥ ||

Help us, thou Brahman, best of all invokers of the Gods in song. Beam, Friend of Maruts, bliss on us, O Agni, a most liberal God.

नू नो रास्व सहस्रवत्तोकवत्पुष्टिमद्वसु। द्युमदग्ने सुवीर्यं वर्षिष्ठमनुपक्षितम्॥

nū no rāsva sahasravattokavatpuṣṭimadvasu | dyumadagne suvīryaṁ varṣiṣṭhamanupakṣitam ||

Yea, grant us treasure thousandfold with children and with nourishment, And, Agni, splendid hero strength, exalted, wasting not away.