O Agni, purifier and renewer!
All things pass through thy flames and are made clean.
What comes to thee as dross shall leave thee shining,
What enters thee as soiled shall emerge as pure.

Art thou not the purifier of all substances?
The wood that comes to thee is made to smoke,
The butter spattered in thy mouth doth vanish,
And yet through this, the world is made more sacred.

And so with all that beareth stain and sorrow—
Let it pass through the fire that burneth bright!
For in thy heat all impurities are burned away,
And only the true essence doth remain.

Cleanse us, O Agni, of our secret shames,
The hidden guilt that cleaveth to our spirits.
Let thy flames rise and burn away the dross
That maketh heavy all that should be light.

We come to thee besmirched with our transgressions,
Our hands have touched what should have been untouched,
Our words have uttered lies and harsh divisions,
Our hearts have harbored greed and jealous rage.

But thou art merciful, O flame eternal!
For thou acceptest all that burneth in thee,
Transforming even sin to sacred offering,
When offered up in honesty and faith.

The man who casteth all his taint before thee,
Who hideth nothing from thy searching fire,
Who surrendereth his very soul to burning,
Shall rise again most pure and bright and whole.

O Agni, take our impurities this morning!
Let nothing impure remain within us.
Burn through us with thy cleansing, righteous fire,
That we may walk before the gods most clean.

For blessed is the man whom thou hast purified,
Who hath been tested in thy sacred burning.
He shall not stumble, he shall not sin again,
Made whole and pure by thy transforming flame.