1Come, Agni, praised with song, to feast and sacrificial offering: sit As Hotar on the holy grass!

2O Agni, thou hast been ordained Hotar of every sacrifice, By Gods, among the race of men.

3Agni we choose as envoy, skilled performer of this holy rite, Hotar, possessor of all wealth.

4Served with oblation, kindled, bright, through love of song may Agni, bent On riches, smite the Vritras dead!

5I laud your most beloved guest like a dear friend, O Agni, him Who, like a chariot, wins us wealth.

6Do thou, O Agni, with great might guard us from all malignity, Yea, from the hate of mortal man!

7O Agni, come; far other songs of praise will I sing forth to thee. Wax mighty with these Soma-drops!

8May Vatsa draw thy mind away even from thy loftiest dwelling place! Agni, I yearn for thee with song.

9Agni, Atharvan brought thee forth by rubbing from the sky, the head Of all who offer sacrifice.

10O Agni, bring us radiant light to be our mighty succour, for Thou art our visible deity!