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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Rig Veda: 1. THESE songs of mine go forth as lauds of Agni, the disposing
Sage,
Whose worshipper is ne'er o'erthrawn.
2 Wise Agni Jatavedas, I beget a song of praise for thee.
Who willingly receivest it.
3 Thy sharpened flames, O Agni, like the gleams of light that
glitter
through,
Devour the forests with their teeth.
4 Gold-coloured, bannered with the smoke, urged by the wind,
aloft to
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