I praise Agni, the household priest, the god of the sacrifice, the lord of the offering, who beareth the gift to the gods.

Agni it was whom the ancient ṛṣis did kindle; Agni whom the mortals of old set blazing through their offerings. He it is who bringeth forth riches; may he come this day to our aid and sit upon the grass of worship.

Through Agni doth the mortal reach unto the gods; through Agni doth the prayer ascend on high. Agni is the messenger, the bridge between the earth and heaven—he whom we praise with hymns and with the pressing of the soma.

O Agni, thou art the keeper of treasures, the lord of the dwelling. Thou art the friend of men, as a father to his son. Do thou come unto us with thy benevolence; be thou present in our sacrifice, O thou of the radiant flame.

With riches and with offspring mayest thou reward us. O Agni, grant us prosperity in our herds, in our children, in our strength. Bring forth the wealth that maketh glad the heart; light thou the way unto the gods on high.

Unto thee, Agni, do we sing our hymns; to thee we offer our oblations. Be thou gracious unto us, O protector of the rite, the sustainer of the world. May thy favor rest upon the singers; may thy benediction fall upon all who praise thee.

O god of the sacred flame, accept our offering; carry it to the gods on thy bright path. We have kindled thee at the dawn; thou shinest forth with glory. Hear our prayer, O Jātavedas, and grant us that which we desire.