"O Radiant One, thou art great," he says, for He is great. "O scholar," he says, for he is a scholar. "O Bharata," he says, for he bears the sacrifice to God. "Kindled by the angels," he says, for the angels kindled him. "Kindled by Manu," he says, for Manu kindled him after the angels. "Praised by the seers," he says, for the seers praised him. "Rejoiced in by sages," he says, for learned people are sages. "Celebrated by the poets," he says, for learned people are the poets. "Quickened by the holy power," he says, for he is quickened by the holy power. "With ghee offering," he says, for ghee is his dearest offering. "Leader of the sacrifices," he says, for he is the leader of the sacrifices. "Charioteer of the rites," he says, for he is the chariot of the angels. "The Hotr unsurpassed," he says, for no one surpasses him. "Surpassing, bearing the oblation," he says, for he surpasses all. "The mouth dish, the ladle of the angels," he says, for he is the ladle of the angels. "The bowl from which the angels drink," he says, for he is the bowl from which the angels drink. "O Radiant One, like a felly the spokes, thou dost surround the angels," he says, for he surrounds the angels. If he were to say, "Bring hither the angels to the pious sacrificer," he would produce an enemy for him. "Bring hither the angels to the sacrificer," he says; thus with that he makes the sacrificer to grow great. "O Radiant One, bring the Radiant hither, bring the provision hither," he says; thus he summons the angels in order. "Bring hither the angels, O Radiant One; and sacrifice to them with a fair sacrifice, O Jatavedas," he says; thus he quickens the fire, and quickened by him he bears the oblation to the angels. "The Radiant One the Hotr," he says; the Radiant One is the Hotr of the angels; him he chooses who is the Hotr of the angels. "We are," he says; thus he makes himself attain reality. "Fair be to thee the deity, O sacrificer," he says; thus he invokes this blessing on him. The ladle has the sacrificer for its object, the Upabhrit the enemy as its object. "Take, Adhvaryu, the spoon with ghee," he says; thus by it he causes the sacrificer to wax great. "Pious," he says, for he aids the angels. "With all boons," he says, for he aids all. "Let us praise those worthy of praise; let us honour those worthy of honour; let us sacrifice to those worthy of sacrifice," he says. Those worthy of praise are men; those worthy of honour are the ancestors; those worthy of sacrifice are the angels; thus he sacrifices to each according to their portions.