1 O WORTHY of oblation, Lord of prospering powers, assume thy robes, And offer this our sacrifice. 2 Sit ever to be chosen, as our Priest, most youthful, through our hymns, O Agni, through our heavenly word. 3 For here a Father for his son, Kinsman for kinsman worshippeth, And Friend, choice-worthy, for his friend. 4 Here let the foe-destroyers sit, Varuṇa, Mitra, Aryaman, Like men, upon our sacred grass. 5 O ancient Herald, be thou glad in this our rite and fellowship: Hearken thou well to these our songs. 6 Whate’er in this perpetual course we sacrifice to God and God, That gift is offered up in thee 7 May he be our dear household Lord, Priest, pleasant and, choice-worthy may We, with bright fires, be dear to him. 8 The Gods, adored with brilliant fires. have granted precious wealth to us So, with bright fires, we pray to thee. 9 And, O Immortal One, so may the eulogies of mortal men Belong to us and thee alike. 10 With all thy fires, O Agni, find pleasure in this our sacrifice, And this our speech, O Son of Strength.
Bibliography: Rigveda, translated by Ralph Thomas Hotchkin Griffith, (1896)
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