Ask him, for he has arrived; he understands it. He, full of wisdom, is sought out, is now sought out. With him are instructions and commands; he is the Lord of Strength, the Lord of Power and Might.
They ask him: not all learn through questioning what he, the Sage, has grasped, as if, with his own mind. Not forgetting the former nor the latter word, he goes on, not carelessly, in his mental prowess.
These ladles go to him, these racing mares: he alone will hear all the words I speak. Swift-moving, victor, perfecter of sacrifice, the infant with flawless help gathered robust strength.
Whatever he meets, he grasps it and then runs further on, and immediately, newly born, moves forward with his kin. He revives the weary man to pleasure and great joy when the longing gifts approach him as he arrives.
He is a wild thing of the flood and forest: he was laid upon the highest surface. He revealed the lore of works to mortals, Agni the Wise, for he knows Law, the Truthful.