I sing the praise of Indra and Agni together! O mightiest of all the deities! O greatest of all divine powers! Hear my voice! Accept my devotion!

Indra, thou thunderer! When thou dost hurl thy bolt, mountains do crumble; demons do flee in terror; the very fabric of heaven is torn asunder. Yet thou art not cruel; thou art just. Thy violence serveth the purposes of righteousness. Thou slayest the wicked; thou protectest the righteous.

Agni, thou sacred fire! When thou dost blaze forth, the darkness is consumed; the cold is driven away; the earth is warmed and made fertile. Thy flames dance and leap; thy smoke riseth upward, carrying our prayers to the gods. Yet thou art not destructive; thou art creative. Thy fire transformeth all that it toucheth, making it pure and new.

Together, ye do rule this world and all the heavens. Where one goeth, the other followeth. Where one acteth, the other joineth in his work. Ye are inseparable; ye are eternal; ye are divine.

I have prepared the soma; I have kindled the fire. Come now, ye mighty ones! Come and drink of the juice! Come and feast upon the offering! Come and bless this gathering with thy presence!

The priests are assembled; the singers are ready; the whole community doth wait for thy coming. Come, O Indra! Come, O Agni! Come with all thy glory and all thy power! Make us strong; make us blessed; make us forever thy servants!

Pour forth thy blessings like rain upon the parched earth! Let thy favor fall upon us like the warm rays of the sun! Let thy kindness surround us like a protective wall! And when thou dost depart, leave behind thy love, thy blessing, thy watchful eye!

For as long as we live, O mighty ones, we shall remember thee. We shall kindle thy fire; we shall sing thy praises; we shall call upon thy name. And in the end, when our mortal lives do fade away, it is thy flames that shall consume us, preparing us for the final journey into the realm of the gods!