BE friendly with each kindled log of fuel, with every flash bestow the boon of riches.
Bring thou the Devas, unto our worship: serve, well-inclined, as Friend thy friends, O Agni.
Agni whom daily Indra and Mitra the Devas bring thrice a day to this our worship, Tanūnapāt, enrich with meath our service that dwells with holy oil, that offers honour.
The thought that bringeth every boon proceedeth to worship first the Monk of the libation, that we may greet the Strong One with our homage. Urged. May he bring the Devas, best Offerer.
On high your way to offering was made ready; the radiant flames went upward to the regions. Full in the midst of Heaven the Monk is seated: sirew we the sacred grass where Deva. May rest them.
Claiming in mind the seven monks' burntoblations, inciting all, they came in settled order. To this our offering approach the many who show in hero beauty at assemblies.
Night and Dawn, lauded, hither come together, both smiling, different are their forms in colour, that Indra and Mitr. May accept us, and Indra, girt by Devas, with his glories.
I crave the grace of Heaven's two chief Invokers: the seven swift steeds joy in their wonted manner. These speak of truth, praising the truth eternal, thinking on Order as the guards of Order.
May Bhāratī with all her Sisters, Iḷā accordant with the Devas, with mortalls Agni, Sarasvatī with all her kindred Rivers, come to this grass, Three Goddesses, and seat them.
Well pleased with us do thou O Deva, O Tvaṣṭar, give ready issue to our procreant vigour, whence springs the hero, powerful, skilled in action, lover of Devas, adjuster of the press-stones.
Send to the Devas the oblation, Lord of Forests; and let the Immolator, Agni, dress it. He as the truer Monk shall offer worship, for the Devas’ generations well he knoweth.
Come thou to us, O Agni, duly kindled, together with the potent Devas and Indra. On this our grass sit Aditi, happy Mother, and let our Hail delight the Devas Immortal.