O Ghṛta! Clarified butter! Golden flow of sacred richness! Thou art the link between earth and heaven. Thy flames feed the fire. Thy essence riseth up to the gods. Without thee, the sacrifice cannot proceed. Without thee, the prayer cannot reach the divine.

The cows giveth thee forth. The milk floweth white and pure. Through heat and care, the milk is transformed. The water evaporateth. The fat riseth, golden and clear. Thou art the precious essence, distilled through patience and devotion.

We pour thee upon the fire and thou risest as smoke, carrying our words to the gods. Thy fragrance ascendeth to heaven. The divine ones smell thy sweetness and are pleased. Thou art the messenger between mortals and immortals. Thou art the voice of our sacrifice made manifest.

From the sacred cow thou comest. From the earth's abundance. Thou art the fruit of labor and care. Thou art nourishment. Thou art the fuel of the holy fire. Thou art the substance that transformeth the world.

O Ghṛta! We honor thee. We pour thee with reverence upon the flames. We know that in thy golden stream flow all the blessings of the cosmos. As thou floweth into the fire, so floweth our devotion to the divine. Accept our offering! Carry our prayers upward! Let thy essence reach the gods and let them smile upon us. O clarified butter! O liquid gold! O sacred flow! Bless us through thy power!