OM. GLORY TO the Samaveda! To Lord Ganesa glory! Om.

1Come, Agni, praised with song, to feast and sacrificial offering: sit

As Hotar on the holy grass!

2O Agni, thou hast been ordained Hotar of every sacrifice,

By Gods, among the race of men.

3Agni we choose as envoy, skilled performer of this holy rite,

Hotar, possessor of all wealth.

4Served with oblation, kindled, bright, through love of song may Agni, bent

On riches, smite the Vritras dead!

5I laud your most beloved guest like a dear friend, O Agni, him

Who, like a chariot, wins us wealth.

6Do thou, O Agni, with great might guard us from all malignity,

Yea, from the hate of mortal man!

7O Agni, come; far other songs of praise will I sing forth to thee.

Wax mighty with these Soma-drops!

8May Vatsa draw thy mind away even from thy loftiest dwelling place!

Agni, I yearn for thee with song.

9Agni, Atharvan brought thee forth by rubbing from the sky, the head

Of all who offer sacrifice.

10O Agni, bring us radiant light to be our mighty succour, for

Thou art our visible deity!

1O Agni, God, the people sing reverent praise to thee for strength:

With terrors trouble thou the foe

2I seek with song your messenger, oblation-bearer, lord of wealth,

Immortal, best at sacrifice.

3Still turning to their aim in thee the sacrificer’s sister hymns

Have come to thee before the wind.

4To thee, illuminer of night, O Agni, day by day with prayer,

Bringing thee reverence, we come.

5Help, thou who knowest lauds, this work, a lovely hymn in Rudra’s praise,

Adorable in every house!

6To this fair sacrifice to drink the milky draught art thou called forth:

O Agni, with the Maruts come!

7With homage will I reverence thee, Agni, like a long-tailed steed,

Imperial lord of holy rites.

8As Aurva and as Bhrigu called, as Apnavana called, I call

The radiant Agni robed with sea.

9When he enkindles Agni, man should with his heart attend the song:

I kindle Agni till he glows.

10Then, verily, they see the light refulgent of primeval seed,

Kindled on yonder side of heaven.

1Hither, for powerful kinship, I call Agni, him who prospers you,

Most frequent at our solemn rites.

2May Agni with his pointed blaze cast down each fierce devouring fiend:

May Agni win us wealth by war!

3Agni, be gracious; thou art great: thou hast approached the pious man,

Hast come to sit on sacred grass.

4Agni, preserve us, from distress consume our enemies, O God,

Eternal, with thy hottest flames

5Harness, O Agni, O thou God, thy steeds which are most excellent!

The fleet ones bring thee rapidly.

6Lord of the tribes, whom all must seek, we worshipped Agni set thee down,

Refulgent, rich