I praise the radiant Agni, guest of every household and of every home.
Thou art the chosen fire upon the altar; thou art the sacred flame most pure.
We welcome thee into our dwelling; thou art the most honored guest we know.
Accept our love and our devotion; dwell forever in our hearts.

Agni, thou art the friend of man; no god doth come so close to mortals.
Thou sittest in the hall; thou hearest every word that we do speak.
Thou warmest us upon the cold night; thou cookest all the food we eat.
Without thee, we should perish in the darkness and the hunger.

When the sun hath set and darkness falleth upon all the land,
Thou shinest bright within the home, a beacon in the deepest night.
The family gathereth around thy flame to tell their tales and sing.
Thou art the center of all life; thou art the heart of every home.

The ṛṣis have honored thee of old; the ancient kings did pour their offerings.
The Soma hath been pressed for thee; the butter melteth on thy coals.
The finest gifts we have are set before thee—accept them all with pleasure.
Thou art the most welcome of all guests; thou art the favored one.

In sickness, when the mortal man doth lie upon his bed of pain,
'Tis thy warm light that breedeth hope; 'tis thy bright flame that bringeth peace.
In sorrow, when the heart doth break, we come to thee for solace.
Thou art the comforter of all; thou art the gentle, kindly guest.

At dawn thou art the first to greet the sun; at night thou art the last to sleep.
Thou fadest not; thou weary not; thy service knoweth not an end.
O Agni, beloved fire, we thank thee for thy constant care.
Dwell with us always, dear guest; be ever welcome in our home.