Containing 8 sacred Sanskrit shlokas with multi-author commentaries and translations.
ईळे॑ अ॒ग्निं स्वव॑सं॒ नमो॑भिरि॒ह प्र॑स॒त्तो वि च॑यत्कृ॒तं नः॑ रथै॑रिव॒ प्र भ॑रे वाज॒यद्भिः॑ प्रदक्षि॒णिन्म॒रुतां॒ स्तोम॑मृध्याम्
"I LAUD with reverence the gracious Agni: here may he sit and part our meed among us. As with spoil-seeking cars I bring oblation: turned rightward I will swell the Marut's, praise-song."
आ ये त॒स्थुः पृष॑तीषु श्रु॒तासु॑ सु॒खेषु॑ रु॒द्रा म॒रुतो॒ रथे॑षु वना॑ चिदुग्रा जिहते॒ नि वो॑ भि॒या पृ॑थि॒वी चि॑द्रेजते॒ पर्व॑तश्चित्
"The Maruts, yea, the Rudras, who have mounted their famous spotted deer and cars swift-moving,– Before you, fierce Ones! woods bow down in terror: Earth, even the mountain, trembles at your coming."
पर्व॑तश्चि॒न्महि॑ वृ॒द्धो बि॑भाय दि॒वश्चि॒त्सानु॑ रेजत स्व॒ने वः॑ यत्क्रीळ॑थ मरुत ऋष्टि॒मन्त॒ आप॑ इव स॒ध्र्य॑ञ्चो धवध्वे
"Though vast and tall, the mountain is affrighted, the height of heaven is shaken at your roaring When, armed with lances, ye are sporting, Maruts, and rush along together like the waters."
व॒रा इ॒वेद्रै॑व॒तासो॒ हिर॑ण्यैर॒भि स्व॒धाभि॑स्त॒न्वः॑ पिपिश्रे श्रि॒ये श्रेयां॑सस्त॒वसो॒ रथे॑षु स॒त्रा महां॑सि चक्रिरे त॒नूषु॑
"They, like young suitors, sons of wealthy houses, have with their golden natures decked their bodies. Strong on their cars, the lordly Ones, for glory, have set their splendours on their forms for ever."
अ॒ज्ये॒ष्ठासो॒ अक॑निष्ठास ए॒ते सं भ्रात॑रो वावृधुः॒ सौभ॑गाय युवा॑ पि॒ता स्वपा॑ रु॒द्र ए॑षां सु॒दुघा॒ पृश्निः॑ सु॒दिना॑ म॒रुद्भ्यः॑
"None being eldest, none among them youngest, as brothers they have grown to happy fortune. May their Sire Rudra, young and deft, and Pr̥iṣni pouring much milk, bring fair days to the Maruts."
यदु॑त्त॒मे म॑रुतो मध्य॒मे वा॒ यद्वा॑व॒मे सु॑भगासो दि॒वि ष्ठ अतो॑ नो रुद्रा उ॒त वा॒ न्व१॒॑स्याग्ने॑ वि॒त्ताद्ध॒विषो॒ यद्यजा॑म
"Whether, O blessed Maruts, ye be dwelling in highest, midmost, or in lowest heaven, Thence, O ye Rudras, and thou also, Agni, notice the sacrificial food we offer."
अ॒ग्निश्च॒ यन्म॑रुतो विश्ववेदसो दि॒वो वह॑ध्व॒ उत्त॑रा॒दधि॒ ष्णुभिः॑ ते म॑न्दसा॒ना धुन॑यो रिशादसो वा॒मं ध॑त्त॒ यज॑मानाय सुन्व॒ते
"O Maruts, Lords of all, when Agni and when ye drive downward from sublimest heaven along the heights, Shakers of all, rejoicing, slayers of the foe, give riches to the Soma-pressing worshipper."
अग्ने॑ म॒रुद्भिः॑ शु॒भय॑द्भि॒र्ऋक्व॑भिः॒ सोमं॑ पिब मन्दसा॒नो ग॑ण॒श्रिभिः॑ पा॒व॒केभि॑र्विश्वमि॒न्वेभि॑रा॒युभि॒र्वैश्वा॑नर प्र॒दिवा॑ के॒तुना॑ स॒जूः
"O Agni, with the Maruts as they gleam and sing, gathered in troop, rejoicing drink the Soma juice; With these the living ones who cleanse and further all, joined with thy banner, O Vaiṣvânara, from of old."