Hymn XIX. Agni, Maruts.

 To this fair sacrifice to drink the milky draught thou art invoked:
O Agni, with the Maruts come.
 No mortal man, no God exceeds thy mental power, O Mighty one:
O Agni, with the Maruts come:
 All Gods devoid of guile, who know the mighty region of mid-air:
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 The terrible, who sing their song, not to be overcome by might:
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 Brilliant, and awful in their form, mighty, devourers of their foes':
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 Who sit as Deities in heaven, above the sky-vault's luminous sphere:
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 Who scatter clouds about the sky, away over the billowy sea:
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 Who with their bright beams spread them forth over the ocean in their might
O Agni, with those Maruts come.
 For thee, to be thine early draught, I pour the Soma-mingled meath:
O Agni, with the Maruts come.