2Let no malignity prevail against us, either God's or man's. Save us from this and enmity.

3So through thy favour may we force through all our enemies a way, As 'twere through streaming water−floods.

4Thou, Purifier Agni, high shinest forth, bright, adorable, When worshipped with the sacred oil.

5Ours art thou, Agni, Bharata, honoured by us with barren cows, With bullocks and with kine in calf

6Wood−fed, bedewed with sacred oil, ancient, Invoker, excellent, The Son of Strength, the Wonderful.