Agni, grant unto us the wealth of the gods! The cattle that multiply like the stars in heaven! The gold that shineth in the sunlight! The treasures of princes! The harvests that bend the fields beneath their abundance!

We are poor, O flame, and thou alone knowest the depths of our need. Our herds are small; our granaries stand half-empty; our chests contain no gold. Yet thou hast power to change all things. When thou acceptest our offering, thou speakest to the gods on high, and they pour down upon us their blessings. The Maruts bring the rain; the earth yieldeth her increase; the cattle become fruitful; the herds grow fat and numerous.

Grant unto us also the victory of warriors! When our enemies come against us, let our men be strong and fearless! Let their arrows fly true! Let their swords be sharp and their hearts be brave! Through thy power, O Agni, the few shall overcome the many. The weak shall become mighty. The defeated shall rise in triumph.

Give unto us sons, O Agni — strong sons who shall be wise and valiant! Give unto us daughters fair and virtuous, who shall bear sons in their turn! Let our household grow numerous and strong, that our name may not perish from the earth! Let our family flourish from generation unto generation!

Long life also we crave, O flame! Give unto us many years to see our grandsons' grandsons born! Let us live to see our fields harvested, our cattle increased, our wealth secure! Do not permit the dark messengers of death to claim us before our time!

All these blessings, O Agni, we ask through thy power. Thou alone art the giver of good gifts. Accept our praise and our offerings. Hear our prayer and grant us thy favor!