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सखायः सं वः सम्यञ्चमिषं स्तोमं चाग्नये। वर्षिष्ठाय क्षितीनामूर्जो नप्त्रे सहस्वते॥

sakhāyaḥ saṁ vaḥ samyañcamiṣaṁ stomaṁ cāgnaye | varṣiṣṭhāya kṣitīnāmūrjo naptre sahasvate ||

OFFER to Agni, O my friends, your seemly food, your seemly praise; To him supremest o'er the folk, the Son of Strength, the mighty Lord:

कुत्रा चिद्यस्य समृतौ रण्वा नरो नृषदने। अर्हन्तश्चिद्यमिन्धते संजनयन्ति जन्तवः॥

kutrā cidyasya samṛtau raṇvā naro nṛṣadane | arhantaścidyamindhate saṁjanayanti jantavaḥ ||

Him in whose presence, when they meet in full assembly, men rejoice; Even him whom worthy ones inflame, and living creatures bring to life.

सं यदिषो वनामहे सं हव्या मानुषाणाम्। उत द्युम्नस्य शवस ऋतस्य रश्मिमा ददे॥

saṁ yadiṣo vanāmahe saṁ havyā mānuṣāṇām | uta dyumnasya śavasa ṛtasya raśmimā dade ||

When we present to him the food and sacrificial gifts of men, He by the might of splendour grasps the holy Ordinance's rein.

स स्मा कृणोति केतुमा नक्तं चिद्दूर आ सते। पावको यद्वनस्पतीन्प्र स्मा मिनात्यजरः॥

sa smā kṛṇoti ketumā naktaṁ ciddūra ā sate | pāvako yadvanaspatīnpra smā minātyajaraḥ ||

He gives a signal in the night even to him who is afar, When he, the Bright, unchanged by eld, consumes the sovrans of the wood.

अव स्म यस्य वेषणे स्वेदं पथिषु जुह्वति। अभीमह स्वजेन्यं भूमा पृष्ठेव रुरुहुः॥

ava sma yasya veṣaṇe svedaṁ pathiṣu juhvati | abhīmaha svajenyaṁ bhūmā pṛṣṭheva ruruhuḥ ||

He in whose service on the ways they offer up their drops of sweat, On him is their high kin have they mounted, as ridges on the earth.

यं मर्त्यः पुरुस्पृहं विदद्विश्वस्य धायसे। प्र स्वादनं पितूनामस्ततातिं चिदायवे॥

yaṁ martyaḥ puruspṛhaṁ vidadviśvasya dhāyase | pra svādanaṁ pitūnāmastatātiṁ cidāyave ||

Whom, sought of many, mortal man hath found to be the Stay of all; He who gives flavour to our food, the home of every man that lives.

स हि ष्मा धन्वाक्षितं दाता न दात्या पशुः। हिरिश्मश्रुः शुचिदन्नृभुरनिभृष्टतविषिः॥

sa hi ṣmā dhanvākṣitaṁ dātā na dātyā paśuḥ | hiriśmaśruḥ śucidannṛbhuranibhṛṣṭataviṣiḥ ||

Even as a herd that crops the grass he shears the field and wilderness, With flashing teeth and beard of gold, deft with his unabated might.

शुचिः ष्म यस्मा अत्रिवत्प्र स्वधितीव रीयते। सुषूरसूत माता क्राणा यदानशे भगम्॥

śuciḥ ṣma yasmā atrivatpra svadhitīva rīyate | suṣūrasūta mātā krāṇā yadānaśe bhagam ||

For him, to whom, bright as an axe he, as to Atri, hath flashed forth, Hath the well-bearing Mother borne, producing when her time is come.

आ यस्ते सर्पिरासुतेऽग्ने शमस्ति धायसे। ऐषु द्युम्नमुत श्रव आ चित्तं मर्त्येषु धाः॥

ā yaste sarpirāsute'gne śamasti dhāyase | aiṣu dyumnamuta śrava ā cittaṁ martyeṣu dhāḥ ||

Agni to whom the oil is shed by him thou lovest to support, Bestow upon these mortals fame and splendour and intelligence.

इति चिन्मन्युमध्रिजस्त्वादातमा पशुं ददे। आदग्ने अपृणतोऽत्रिः सासह्याद्दस्यूनिषः सासह्यान्नॄन्॥

iti cinmanyumadhrijastvādātamā paśuṁ dade | ādagne apṛṇato'triḥ sāsahyāddasyūniṣaḥ sāsahyānnṝn ||

Such zeal hath he, resistless one: he gained the cattle given by thee. Agni, may Atri overcome the Dasyus who bestow no gifts, subdue the men who give no food.