Consume the neighbor full of malice and hostile curses from impious lips. Consume, O all-seeing One, the fool surround yourself with undying flames.
Rig Veda III, 18, 2
This wood and sacred oil, O Lord, I eagerly present to enhance your powers, with sacred words worshiping, as far as in me lies. By this hymn divine I crave a hundred blessings.
Rig Veda III, 18, 3
O Son of strength, impart by your warmth to those who now praise you and toil in your service vitality and power, to the seers well-being. We anoint your body again and again.
Rig Veda III, 18, 4
Grant us your treasure, O liberal Lord, rich as you are when brightly enkindled. With your shining arms and flickering shapes convey it to the home of your blessed singer.
Rig Veda III, 18, 5
It was you, O Agni most ancient, whom the ancients of old, observers of Cosmic Law, enkindled for their aid, O God created by life-power, the shining, the adorable, the one who brings comfort to all Men, worthy of worship, God of the hearth and home.
Rig Veda V, 8, 1
