I praise Agni, the radiant fire, by Śunaḥśepa's voice upraised.
Thou art the bridge between the worlds, the messenger 'tween gods and men.
I light thee in my hearth today; receive my humble offering here.
O fire divine, accept my prayer; carry it up to heaven's throne.

From the days of old thou hast been cherished, O Agni bright and glorious.
The ancient ṛṣis lit thy flame; the gods themselves do tend thy sacred coals.
Thou burnest in the forest wild; thou dost consume the sacrificial wood.
Every flame that burns on earth doth speak thy praise in crackling tongue.

O Agni, thou art born anew each time the sacred fire is lit.
Thou art the child of heaven and earth, of Dyaus and Pṛthivī most vast.
The gods did kindle thee of old to serve as their eternal servant here.
Thou takest every offering we make and bearest it upon the wind.

In thee do dwell the powers of the sun; within thy depths burns cosmic heat.
Thou purifiest the sacrifice; thou makest holy all thou touchest.
The man who lights the fire at dawn and tends it with a faithful heart
Shall never know the touch of hunger; his house shall be secure and blessed.

O Agni, guard my dwelling place; protect my cattle from the wolf.
Chase away the sickness and the curse that threateneth my family.
Be thou a friend unto my house; receive each day my libation poured.
I call upon thee, golden one, as dawn breaks over the horizon.

Thou art the keeper of the home, the guest of every hearth and fire.
The woman who doth tend thee well shall bear strong sons of noble heart.
The man who giveth thee his praise shall conquer all his enemies.
Accept this offering, Agni, lord; be ever present in my life.