Rig Veda 10.142

ayam agne jaritā tve abhūd api sahasaḥ sūno nahy anyad asty āpyam bhadraṃ hi śarma trivarūtham asti ta āre hiṃsānām apa didyum ā kṛdhi

With thee, O Agni, was this singer of the laud: he hath no other kinship, O thou Son of Strength. Thou givest blessed shelter with a triple guard. Keep the destructive lightning far away from us.

pravat te agne janimā pitūyataḥ sācīva viśvā bhuvanā ny ṛñjase pra saptayaḥ pra saniṣanta no dhiyaḥ puraś caranti paśupā iva tmanā

Thy birth who seekest food is in the falling flood, Agni: as Comrade thou winnest all living things. Our coursers and our songs shall be victorious: they of themselves advance like one who guards the herd.

uta vā u pari vṛṇakṣi bapsad bahor agna ulapasya svadhāvaḥ uta khilyā urvarāṇām bhavanti mā te hetiṃ taviṣīṃ cukrudhāma

And thou, O Agni, thou of Godlike nature, sparest the stones, while caring up the brushwood. Then are thy tracks like deserts in the corn-lands. Let us not stir to wrath thy mighty arrow.

yad udvato nivato yāsi bapsat pṛthag eṣi pragardhinīva senā yadā te vāto anuvāti śocir vapteva śmaśru vapasi pra bhūma

O'er hills through vales devouring as thou goest, thou partest like an army fain for booty As when a barber shaves a beard, thou shavest earth when the wind blows on thy flame and fans it.

praty asya śreṇayo dadṛśra ekaṃ niyānam bahavo rathāsaḥ bāhū yad agne anumarmṛjāno nyaṅṅ uttānām anveṣi bhūmim

Apparent are his lines as he approaches the course is single, but the cars are many, When, Agni, thou, making thine arms resplendent, advancest o'er the land spread out beneath thee.

ut te śuṣmā jihatām ut te arcir ut te agne śaśamānasya vājāḥ ucchvañcasva ni nama vardhamāna ā tvādya viśve vasavaḥ sadantu

Now let thy strength, thy burning flames fly upward, thine energies, O Agni, as thou toilest. Gape widely, bend thee, waxing in thy vigour: let all the Vasus sit this day beside thee.

apām idaṃ nyayanaṃ samudrasya niveśanam anyaṃ kṛṇuṣvetaḥ panthāṃ tena yāhi vaśāṁ anu

This is the waters' reservoir, the great abode of gathered streams. Take thou another path than this, and as thou listest walk thereon.

āyane te parāyaṇe dūrvā rohantu puṣpiṇīḥ hradāś ca puṇḍarīkāṇi samudrasya gṛhā ime

On thy way hitherward and hence let flowery Durva grass spring up Let there be lakes with lotus blooms. These are the mansions of the flood.