Plain text of Book The Eighth · HYMN XLIV. The Radiant (Agni)
1 Pay service unto the Radiant One with your fuel, rouse your Guest with oil: In Him present your offerings.
2 O Lord, do Thou accept my laud, be magnified by this my song:
Welcome my sweetly-spoken words.
3 O Lord, I place in front; the bearer of the gift I address:
Here let Him accept our offering.
4 O Lord, the lofty flames of Thee enkindled have gone up on high,
Thy bright flames, Thou Refulgent One.
5 Beloved! let my ladles full of sacred oil come near to Thee:
O Lord, accept our offerings.
6 I worship the Lord-may He hear!-the cheerful, the Caller, the Guide,
Of varied splendour, rich in light.
7 Ancient Caller, meet for praise, beloved Lord, wise and strong,
The visitant of solemn rites.
8 O best Guide, accept straightway these offerings, and guide
The seasonable devotion.
9 Excellent God, with brilliant flames, enkindled bring Thou hitherward,
Knowing the way, the angelic host.
10 Him, Sage and Herald, void of guile, ensign of devotions, Him
Smoke-bannered, rich in light, we seek.
11 O Lord, be our Guardian Thou, God, against those who injure us:
Destroy our foes, Thou Son of Strength.
12 Making His body beautiful, the Sage hath waxen by
The singer and his ancient hymn.
13 I invocate the Child of Strength, the Lord with purifying flame,
At this well-ordered devotion.
14 So, O Lord, rich in many friends, with fiery splendour, be present
With the angels at our sacred grass.
15 The mortal man who serves God within his own abode,
For him He causes wealth to shine.
16 The Radiant One is head and height of heaven, the Master of the earth is He:
He quickeneth the watery seed.
17 Upward, O Lord, rise Thy flames, pure and resplendent, blazing high,
Thy lustres, fair effulgences.
18 For, Lord, Thou as Lord of Light rulest o'er choicest gifts: may I,
Thy singer, find defence in Thee.
19 O Lord, they who understand stir Thee to action with their thoughts:
So let our songs enhance Thy might.
20 We ever claim the friendship of the Lord, the singing messenger,
Of God-like nature, void of guile.
21 He who bears most holy sway, the holy Singer, holy Sage,
Shines holy when we worship Him.
22 Yea, let my meditations, let my songs exalt Thee evermore.
Think, O Lord, of our friendly bond.
24 For Excellent and Lord of wealth, art Thou O Lord, rich in light:
May we enjoy Thy favouring grace.
25 O Lord, to Thee whose laws stand fast our resonant songs of praise speed forth,
As rivers hasten to the sea.
26 The Youthful Lord of men, who stirreth much,
The Sage, I glorify with hymns.
27 To the Lord let us haste with lauds, the Guide of devotions,
The Mighty One.
28 And let this man, good Lord, be with Thee the singer of Thy praise:
Be gracious, Holy One, to him.
29 For Thou art sharer of our feast, wise, ever watchful as a Sage:
O Lord, Thou shinest in the sky.
30 O Lord, Sage, before our foes, before misfortunes fall on us,
Excellent Lord, prolong our lives.