I invoke your Young Hero, the Youthful One, with hymns, the Youngest Deity, whose speech is pure; Sage who showers wealth, encompassing all treasures, bringer of many blessings, without malice.
At dusk and dawn, your devout servants bring you their precious gifts, O Multiform Priest, On whom, the Purifier, all living beings find happiness firmly established.
From olden times, you have dwelled among these people, using mental prowess as your charioteer of blessings. Hence, send to him, O Wise One, who serves you, treasures in succession.
Agni, whoever secretly attacks us, the neighbor, you with Mitra's might! who harms us, Burn them with your own young bulls forever, burning fiercely, fiercest burner.
He who serves you with sacrifice and fuel, with hymn, Young Hero, and praises, Shines out, Immortal! among mortals, a sage, with wealth, splendor, and glory.
Do this, O Agni, when we urge you, swiftly, triumphant in your might, subdue our enemies. When praised with words and adorned with brightness, accept this chanted hymn, the worshipper's honor.
Help us that we may gain this wish, O Agni, gain riches, Wealthy One! with a store of heroes. Desiring strength from you, may we be strengthened, and win, Eternal! your eternal glory.