Rig Veda 8.43

ime viprasya vedhaso 'gner astṛtayajvanaḥ gira stomāsa īrate

These songs of mine go forth as lauds of Agni, the disposing Sage, Whose worshipper is ne'er o'erthrawn.

asmai te pratiharyate jātavedo vicarṣaṇe agne janāmi suṣṭutim

Wise Agni Jatavedas, I beget a song of praise for thee. Who willingly receivest it.

ārokā iva ghed aha tigmā agne tava tviṣaḥ

Thy sharpened flames, O Agni, like the gleams of light that glitter through, Devour the forests with their teeth.

harayo dhūmaketavo vātajūtā upa dyavi yatante vṛthag agnayaḥ

Gold-coloured, bannered with the smoke, urged by the wind, aloft to heaven Rise, lightly borne, the flames of fire.

ete tye vṛthag agnaya iddhāsaḥ sam adṛkṣata uṣasām iva ketavaḥ

These lightly kindled fiery flames are all around made visible, Even as the gleamings of the Dawns.

kṛṣṇā rajāṃsi patsutaḥ prayāṇe jātavedasaḥ agnir yad rodhati kṣami

As Jatavedas speeds along, the dust is black beneath his feet, When Agni spreads upon the earth.

dhāsiṃ kṛṇvāna oṣadhīr bapsad agnir na vāyati punar yan taruṇīr api

Making the plants his nourishment, Agni devours and wearies not, Seeking the tender shrubs again.

jihvābhir aha nannamad arciṣā jañjaṇābhavan agnir vaneṣu rocate

Bending him down with all his tongues, he flickers with his fiery glow Splendid is Agni in the woods.

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Agni, thine home is in the floods: into the plants thou forcest way, And as their Child art born anew.

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Worshipped with offerings shines thy flame, O Agni, from the sacred oil, With kisses on the ladle's mouth.

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Let us serve Agni with our hymns, Disposer, fed on ox and cow, Who bears the Soma on his back.

uta tvā namasā vayaṃ hotar vareṇyakrato agne samidbhir īmahe

Yea, thee, O Agni, do we seek with homage and with fuel, Priest Whose wisdom is most excellent.

uta tvā bhṛguvacchuce manuṣvad agna āhuta aṅgirasvaddhavāmahe

O worshipped with oblations, pure Agni, we call on thee as erst, Did Bhrigu, Manus, Angiras.

tvaṃ hy agne agninā vipro vipreṇa san satā sakhā sakhyā samidhyase

For thou, O Agni, by the fire, Sage by the Sage, Good by the Good, Friend by the Friend, art lighted up.

sa tvaṃ viprāya dāśuṣe rayiṃ dehi sahasriṇam agne vīravatīm iṣam

So wealth in thousands, food with store of heroes give thou to the sage, O Agni, to the worshipper.

agne bhrātaḥ sahaskṛta rohidaśva śucivrata imaṃ stomaṃ juṣasva me

O Agni, Brother, made by strength, Lord of red steeds and brilliant sway, Take pleasure in this laud of mine.

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My praises, Agni, go to thee, as the cows seek the stall to meet, The lowing calf that longs for milk.

tubhyaṃ tā aṅgirastama viśvāḥ sukṣitayaḥ pṛthak agne kāmāya yemire

Agni, best Angiras, to thee all people who have pleasant homes, Apart, have turned as to their wish.

agniṃ dhībhir manīṣiṇo medhirāso vipaścitaḥ admasadyāya hinvire

The sages skilled in holy song and thin. kers with their thoughts have urged Agni to share the sacred feast.

taṃ tvām ajmeṣu vājinaṃ tanvānā agne adhvaram vahniṃ hotāram īﾱate

So, Agni, unto thee the Priest, Invoker, strong in forays, pray 'nose who spin out the sacrifice.

purutrā hi sadṛṅṅ asi viśo viśvā anu prabhuḥ samatsu tvā havāmahe

In many a place, the same in look art thou, a Prince o'er all the tribes In battles we invoke thine aid.

tam īﾱiṣva ya āhuto 'gnir vibhrājate ghṛtaiḥ imaṃ naḥ śṛṇavaddhavam

Pray thou to Agni, pray to him who blazes served with sacred oil: Let him give ear to this our call.

taṃ tvā vayaṃ havāmahe śṛṇvantaṃ jātavedasam agne ghnantam apa dviṣaḥ

We call on thee as such, as one who hears, as Jatavedas, one, Agni! who beats away our foes.

viśāṃ rājānam adbhutam adhyakṣaṃ dharmaṇām imam agnim īﾱe sa u śravat

I pray to Agni, King of men, the Wonderful, the President Of holy Laws: may he give ear.

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Him like a bridegroom, him who stirs all people, like a noble horse, Like a fleet steed, we instigate.

ghnan mṛdhrāṇy apa dviṣo dahan rakṣāṃsi viśvahā agne tigmena dīdihi

Slaying things deadly, burning up foes, Riksasas, on every side, Shine, Agni, with thy sharpened flame.

yaṃ tvā janāsa indhate manuṣvad aṅgirastama agne sa bodhi me vacaḥ

Thou whom the people kindle even as Manus did, best Angiras! O Agni, mark thou this my speech.

yad agne divijā asy apsujā vā sahaskṛta taṃ tvā gīrbhir havāmahe

O Agni, made by strength! be thou born in the heavens or born in floods, As such we call on thee with songs.

tubhyaṃ ghet te janā ime viśvāḥ sukṣitayaḥ pṛthak dhāsiṃ hinvanty attave

Yea, all the people, all the folk who have good dwellings, each apart, Send food for thee to eat thereof.

te ghed agne svādhyo 'hā viśvā nṛcakṣasaḥ tarantaḥ syāma durgahā

O Agni, so may we, devout, gazed at by men, throughout our days, Pass lightly over all distress.

agnim mandram purupriyaṃ śīram pāvakaśociṣam hṛdbhir mandrebhir īmahe

We venerate with cheerful hearts the cheerful Agni, dear to all, Burning, with purifying flame.

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So thou, O Agni rich in light, beaming like Surya with thy rays Boldly demolishest the gloom,

tat te sahasva īmahe dātraṃ yan nopadasyati tvad agne vāryaṃ vasu

We pray to thee for this thy gift, Victor the gift that faileth not, O Agni, choicest wealth from thee.