1BRIGHT, splendid, like Dawn's lover, he hath filled the two joined worlds as with the light of heaven.

2When born, with might thou hast encompassed them: Father of Gods, and yet their Son wast thou.

3Agni, the Sage, the humble, who discerns like the cow's udder, the sweet taste of food,

4Like a bliss-giver to be drawn to men, sits gracious in the middle of the house.

5Born in the dwelling like a lovely son, pleased, like a strong steed, he bears on the folk.

6What time the men and I, with heroes, call, may Agni then gain all through Godlike power.

7None breaks these holy laws of thine when thou hast granted audience to these chieftains here.

8This is thy boast, thou smotest with thy peers, and joined with heroes dravest off disgrace.

9Like the Dawn's lover, spreading light, well-known as hued like morn, may he remember me.

10They, bearing of themselves, unbar the doors: they all ascend to the fair place of heaven.