Classic Poem

1

Lighted Agni flames forth high,
Flings a radiance on the sky,
And his lustre red and bright
Mingles with the morning light;
Facing east, with gifts and lays
Viswavara sings his praise!

2

First Immortal of the skies,
Minister of our sacrifice,
Unto him thy gifts prolong
Who uplifts thy sacred song,
Unto him thy blessings come
On whose altar is thy home!

3

Radiant on the altar shine,
Strength and lustre bright be thine;
Spread our riches with thy flame,
Quell our foemen's power and fame,
Bless our dwellings from above,
Men and women link in love!

4

Radiant on the altar shine,
Strength and lustre bright be thine;
Viswavara humbly bending
Chants thy glories never ending;
Form of splendour bright is thine,
On her altar ever shine!

5

Pious hands awake thy flame,
Pious lips repeat thy name;
Bear unto our sacrifice
Bright Immortals from the skies,
Bear unto the Gods in heaven
Sacred offerings to thee given!

6

Pious lips the chant uplift,
Pious hands provide the gift,
Priest of Gods, Immortal bright,
Thine is morning's sacred rite,
Messenger of Gods in heaven,
Take these offerings humbly given!