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RV 45 (8)

Rig Veda · translated by Ralph T.H. Griffith

2 Agni, we know thy three powers in three stations, we know thy forms in many a place divided. 3 The Manly−souled lit thee in sea and waters, man's Viewer lit thee in the breast of heaven, 4 Agni roared out, like Dyaus what time he thunders: he licked the ground about the plants he flickered. 5 The spring of glories and support of riches, rouser of thoughts and guardian of the Soma, 6 Germ of the world, ensign of all creation, be sprang to life and filled the earth and heavens. 7 So among mortals was Immortal Agni stablished as holy wise and willing envoy. 8 Like gold to look on, far he shone refulgent, beaming imperishable life for glory, 9 Whoso this day, O God whose flames are lovely, prepares a cake, O Agni, mixt with butter, 10 Endow him, Agni, with a share of glory, at every song of praise sung forth enrich him. 11 While, Agni, day by day men pay thee worship they win themselves all treasures worth the wishing. 12 Agni, the Friend of men, the Soma's keeper, Vaisvanara, hath been lauded by the Rsis.
RV 45 (8) · Rig Veda · null

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