From you, O Agni, spring poetic wisdom, inspiration, and hymns most efficacious. you comes wealth adorned with heroes to the worshiper whose thought is properly attuned!
Rig Veda IV, 11, 3
From you springs the horse who wins the prize, of incomparable size and strength and spirit; from you, O Agni, god-sent wealth for our joy, from you the swift charger, ranging afar.
Rig Veda IV, 11, 4
It is you, O sweet-spoken Agni, the immortal, whom the god-loving seek first to win with their prayers– O you who remove far all hostility, unerring friend and master of the home!
Rig Veda IV, 11, 5
Remove, as our helper, all poorness of thought; drive far all sorrow, all evil intention. Deal kindly, O Agni, son of strength, at evening with him whose salvation, as God, you provide!
Rig Veda IV, 11, 6
Say not, This poor man’s hunger is a heaven-sent doom. To the well-fed, too, comes death in many forms. Yet the wealth of the generous giver never dwindles, while he who refuses to give will evoke no pity.
Rig Veda X, 117, 1
