Ṛgveda · Sūkta 6.12
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6.12.1
मध्ये॒ होता॑ दुरो॒णे ब॒र्हिषो॒ राळ॒ग्निस्तो॒दस्य॒ रोद॑सी॒ यज॑ध्यै ।
अ॒यं स सू॒नुः सह॑स ऋ॒तावा॑ दू॒रात्सूर्यो॒ न शो॒चिषा॑ ततान ॥
In the middle of the sacrifice, in the house, the priest Agni stands on the sacred grass to worship Heaven and Earth. This son of strength, guardian of ṛta, spread them wide with his flame from afar, like the sun.
6.12.2
आ यस्मि॒न्त्वे स्वपा॑के यजत्र॒ यक्ष॑द्राजन्त्स॒र्वता॑तेव॒ नु द्यौः ।
त्रि॒ष॒धस्थ॑स्तत॒रुषो॒ न जंहो॑ ह॒व्या म॒घानि॒ मानु॑षा॒ यज॑ध्यै ॥
O worshipful king, in whom you are now honored in every kinship like the sky, threefold-seated like the thigh of one who has crossed over, worship for oblations, treasures, and mortals.
6.12.3
तेजि॑ष्ठा॒ यस्या॑र॒तिर्व॑ने॒राट्तो॒दो अध्व॒न्न वृ॑धसा॒नो अ॑द्यौत् ।
अ॒द्रो॒घो न द्र॑वि॒ता चे॑तति॒ त्मन्नम॑र्त्योऽव॒र्त्र ओष॑धीषु ॥
He is most swift, whose chariot-race gives wealth; growing on the path he shines like the pressing-stone. Like one without malice, like a swift runner, he knows within himself; immortal, unobstructed, he dwells among the plants.
6.12.4
सास्माके॑भिरे॒तरी॒ न शू॒षैर॒ग्नि ष्ट॑वे॒ दम॒ आ जा॒तवे॑दाः ।
द्र्व॑न्नो व॒न्वन्क्रत्वा॒ नार्वो॒स्रः पि॒तेव॑ जार॒यायि॑ य॒ज्ञैः ॥
That Agni I praise with our praises, like a charioteer; in the house I also praise Jātavedas. The wood-bearer, serving, with sacrificial will, like a steed of the dawn, like a father, is kindled by sacrifices.
6.12.5
अध॑ स्मास्य पनयन्ति॒ भासो॒ वृथा॒ यत्तक्ष॑दनु॒याति॑ पृ॒थ्वीम् ।
स॒द्यो यः स्य॒न्द्रो विषि॑तो॒ धवी॑यानृ॒णो न ता॒युरति॒ धन्वा॑ राट् ॥
Then his rays carry him forward in praise; in vain he makes and follows the wide earth. Instantly flowing, swift and sprinkled, like a debtor, like a guardian, he shines beyond the bow of heaven.
6.12.6
स त्वं नो॑ अर्व॒न्निदा॑या॒ विश्वे॑भिरग्ने अ॒ग्निभि॑रिधा॒नः ।
वेषि॑ रा॒यो वि या॑सि दु॒च्छुना॒ मदे॑म श॒तहि॑माः सु॒वीराः॑ ॥
You, for us, O swift one, protect from distress; O Agni, kindled by all fires, you bring riches; freeing us from wrongs, you go forth. May we rejoice, possessing hundreds of cattle and good heroic sons.