Chasing our pain with splendid light, O Agni, shine thou wealth
on us.
His lustre flash our pain away.
For goodly fields, for pleasant homes, for wealth we sacrifice to
thee.
His lustre flash our pain away!
Best praiser of all these be he, and foremost be our noble chiefs.
His lustre flash our pain away!
So that thy worshipper and we, thine, Agni! in our sons may
live.
His lustre flash our pain away!
As ever conquering Agni's beams of splendour go to every side,
His lustre flash our pain away.
To every side thy face is turned, thou art triumphant everywhere.
His lustre flash our pain away!
O thou whose face looks every way, bear off our foes as in a
ship.
His lustre flash our pain away!
As in a ship across the flood, transport us to felicity. His lustre
flash our pain away
