(Thou I art) earth in depth, sky in breadth, atmosphere in greatness;
In thy lap, O goddess Aditi, Agni
I place, food-eater for the eating of food.
The spotted bull hath come
And reached again the mother
And the father, faring to the heaven.
Thirty places be ruleth;
Speech resorteth to the bird
Bear it with the days.
With her inspiration from his expiration,
She wandereth between the worlds;
The bull discerneth the heaven.
If thee [1] in anger I have scattered,
In rage or through misfortune,
That of thee, O Agni, be in good order,
Again thee we relight.
Whatever of thee scattered in rage
Was spread over the earth,
That the Adityas, the All-gods
And the Vasus gathered together.
Mind, light, rejoice in the oblation.
May be unite this scattered sacrifice;
May Brhaspati extend it;
May the All-gods rejoice herein.
Seven are thy kindling-sticks, O Agni, seven thy tongues;
Seven seers [2], seven dear abodes,
Seven priesthoods sevenfold sacrifice to thee;
Seven birthplaces with ghee do thou fill.
Return with strength, return,
O Agni, with food and life;
Again guard us on all sides.
Return with wealth, O Agni,
Fatten with the stream,
All gaining on every side.
Leka, Salekha, Sulekha, may these Adityas rejoicing partake of our oblation; Keta, Saketa, Suketa, may these Adityas rejoicing partake of our oblation; Vivasvan, Aditi, Devajuti, may these Adityas rejoicing partake of our oblation.
