LET songs of ours speed Agni forth like a fleet courser in the race, And we will win each prize through him.
Agni the dart whereby we gain kine for ourselves with help from thee,— That send us for the gain of wealth.
O Agni, bring us wealth secure, vast wealth in horses and in kine: Oil thou the socket, turn the wheel.
O Agni, thou hast made the Sun, Eternal Star, to mount the sky, Bestowing light on living men.
Thou, Agni, art the people's light, best, dearest, seated in thy shrine: Watch for the singer, give him life.
