tvam agne vasūṃr iha rudrāṁ ādityāṁ uta yajā svadhvaraṃ janam manujātaṃ ghṛtapruṣam
Worship the Vasus, Agni! here, the Rudras, the Adityas, all Who spring from Manu, those who know fair rites, who pour their blessings down.
Rig Veda
tvam agne vasūṃr iha rudrāṁ ādityāṁ uta yajā svadhvaraṃ janam manujātaṃ ghṛtapruṣam
Worship the Vasus, Agni! here, the Rudras, the Adityas, all Who spring from Manu, those who know fair rites, who pour their blessings down.
śruṣṭīvāno hi dāśuṣe devā agne vicetasaḥ tān rohidaśva girvaṇas trayastriṃśatam ā vaha
Agni, the Gods who understand give ear unto the worshipper: Lord of Red Steeds, who lovest song, bring thou those Three-and-Thirty Gods.
priyamedhavad atrivaj jātavedo virūpavat aṅgirasvan mahivrata praskaṇvasya śrudhī havam
O Jatavedas, great in act, hearken thou to Praskanva's call, As Priyamedha erst was heard, Atri, Virupa, Angiras.
mahikerava ūtaye priyamedhā ahūṣata rājantam adhvarāṇām agniṃ śukreṇa śociṣā
The sons of Priyamedha skilled in lofty praise have called for help On Agni who with fulgent flame is Ruler of all holy rites.
ghṛtāhavana santyemā u ṣu śrudhī giraḥ yābhiḥ kaṇvasya sūnavo havante 'vase tvā
Hear thou, invoked with holy oil, bountiful giver of rewards, These eulogies, whereby the sons of Kanva call thee to their aid.
tvāṃ citraśravastama havante vikṣu jantavaḥ śociṣkeśam purupriyāgne havyāya voḍhave
O Agni, loved by many, thou of fame most wondrous, in their homes Men call on thee whose hair is flame, to be the bearer of their gifts.
ni tvā hotāram ṛtvijaṃ dadhire vasuvittamam śrutkarṇaṃ saprathastamaṃ viprā agne diviṣṭiṣu
Thee, Agni, best to find out wealth, most widely famous, quick to hear, Singers have stablished in their rites Herald and ministering Priest.
ā tvā viprā acucyavuḥ sutasomā abhi prayaḥ bṛhad bhā bibhrato havir agne martāya dāśuṣe
Singers with Soma pressed have made thee, Agni, hasten to the feast, Great light to mortal worshipper, what time they bring the sacred gift.
prātaryāvṇaḥ sahaskṛta somapeyāya santya ihādya daivyaṃ janam barhir ā sādayā vaso
Good, bounteous, Son of Strength, this day seat here on sacred grass the Gods Who come at early morn, the host of heaven, to drink the Soma juice
arvāñcaṃ daivyaṃ janam agne yakṣva sahūtibhiḥ ayaṃ somaḥ sudānavas tam pāta tiroahnyam
Bring with joint invocations thou, O Agni, the celestial host: Here stands the Soma, bounteous Gods drink this expressed ere yesterday.