Pure is the rite, the hymn burning like the well‑cleansed seat; pity with its own strength gloriously shines. He who devotes himself with maternal fervor to the sacred rite, O Agni, the bright purifier, obtains the well‑made sacrificial act.

When the bright Agni, radiant with his own diffusive lustre, issues (from the touchwood) like asharpened axe; and he who is desirable, the doer of great deeds, the purifier, is born of his two parents; (heappears) for the worship of the gods.

When forth he cometh, like an axe new-sharpened, pure in his form, resplendent in his body, Sprung, sought with eager longing, from his Parents, for the Gods' worship, Sage and Purifier: