1
May a mortal invoke the Strong one, with sacred rites, to help, And call upon Agni to protect when the sacrifice is ready.
2
By your side you appear mightier still, in your native glory, Holding apart that fiery sky, beyond the thoughts of man.
3
Indeed, it is under the light of him whose powerful song has bound him to act, Whose beams of brilliance shine so high, as if they sprang from heavenly seed.
4
Wealth fills the Wonder-worker’s chariot through his, the very wise One’s might. Then, may he be invoked among all peoples, Agni, is glorified.
5
Now, too, the princes will gain excellent wealth by our words. Protect us for our good; lend your aid, O Son of Strength. Be near in battle to prosper us.