YV 3.1g

l That mortal, O Agni, whom thou hast helped in the battles, Whom thou hast strengthened in the contest for booty, He winneth I abiding strength. a Thou, O Agni, art Rudra, the Asura of the mighty sky, Thou art the host of the Maruts, thou art lord of food; Thou farest with ruddy winds, blessing the household; Thou, as Pasan dost, protectest thy worshippers with thyself. b Rudra, king of the sacrifice, True offerer, priest of both worlds, Agni before the dreadful thunder,' Of golden colour, win ye for help. c Agni hath set him down as priest, good sacrificer, On the lap of his mother, in the fragrant place, The youthful, the wise, pre-eminent among men [1], righteous, Supporter of the folk in whose midst he is kindled. d Good hath he made our sacrifice this day; The hidden tongue of the sacrifice have we found He hath come, fragrant, clothed in life; He hath made our sacrifice this day to prosper. e Agni hath cried like Dyaus thundering, Licking the earth, devouring the plants; Straightway on birth he shone aflame; He blazeth with his light within the firmaments. In thee, O many-faced sacrificer [2], Morning and evening, the sacrificers place their treasures, In whom, purifying, good things are placed, even as the heaven and earth (support) all beings. q To thee, best of Angirases, All folk with fair dwellings severally, O Agni, have turned to gain their wish. h May we win by thy help, O Agni, our wish, Wealth with fair offspring, O wealthy one: May we win booty, seeking for booty; May we win, O deathless, undying glory. i O Agni, of the Bharatas, youngest, Bear to us excellent, glorious wealth, [3] O bright one, wealth which many desire. k White robed is he, thundering, standing in the firmament. Youngest, with loud-sounding immortal ones, Who, purifying, most manifold, Agni, marcheth devouring many broad (forests). l May he give thee life on every side, Agni here, the desirable. Let thy breath come back to thee; I drive away the disease from thee.