a Agni I yoke with glory, with ghee, The bird divine mighty in strength; Therewith may we fly to the expanse of the ruddy one, Mounting the heaven above the highest vault. b These are wings unaging of thee, the winged, Wherewith thou dost smite away the Raksases, O Agni; With these may we fly to the world of good men, Where are the seers, the first−born, those of yore. c Thou art piling, born of the ocean, the drop, The skilled one, the eagle, the righteous, The golden−winged busy bird, mighty, That hath sat down firmly in its place [1]. d Homage be to thee; harm me not, Thou dost stand resting on the head of all; Within the ocean is thy heart, thy life; Sky and earth are placed on the worlds. e Give of the water, cleave the holder of the water; from the sky, from Parjanya, from the atmosphere, from the earth, thence do ye help us with rain; thou art the head of the sky, the navel of earth, the strength of waters and plants, protection of all life, extending; homage to the way! f With that devotion wherewith the seers performed the session of sacrifice [2], Kindling Agni, bearing aloft the heaven, I set on this vault that Agni Whom men call him for whom the spread is strewed. g Him with our wives let us pursue, O gods, With our sons, our brothers, or by gold, Seizing the vault in the world of good action, Above the third firmament, in the light of the sky. h To the middle of speech hath the busy one arisen, Agni here, lord of the good, the wise; Established on the back of the earth, the radiant one, He casteth beneath his feet [3] the combatants. i Let Agni here, the most manly, strength−bestowing, Of a thousand shapes, shine unwearying, Radiant in the midst of the ocean; Do ye approach the abodes divine. k Move ye forward, go ye long together; Make ye the paths gods travelled, O Agni; In this highest abode O All−gods, sit ye with the sacrificer. l That by which thou bearest a thousand,