2Who, from of old, in carnage, when the people gathered, hath preserved His household for the worshipper.

3And let men say, Agni is born, e'en he who slayeth Vrtra, he Who winneth wealth in every fight.

4Him in whose house an envoy thou lovest to taste his offered gifts, And strengthenest his sacrifice,

5Him, Angiras, thou Son of Strength, all men call happy in his God, His offerings, and his sacred grass.

6Hitherward shalt thou bring these Gods to our laudation and to taste. These offered gifts, fair−shining One.

7When, Agni, on thine embassage thou goest not a sound is heard of steed or straining of thy car.

8Aided by thee uninjured, strong, one after other, goes he forth: Agni, the ofterer forward steps.

9And splendid strength, heroic, high, Agni, thou grantest from the Gods, Thou God, to him who offers gifts.