Upward Agni, the wealthy one, goes with best intent; spreading eastward, he fares like an old road among gods. He moistens the mountain and the chariot; the sacrificer does not offer poison but seeks ambrosia.

Let Agni, risen on high, accept the praise of the worshipper; she who makes (all creatures) old, lookingto the west, goes to the sacrifice; the pious pair, like two riders in a chariot, follow the path (of the ceremony); letthe Hotā, as enjoined, celebrate the rite.

AGNI, erect, hath shown enriching favour: the flame goes forward to the Gods' assembly. Like car-borne men the stones their path have chosen: let the priest, quickened, celebrate our worship.