We summon Agni, the messenger, the herald, master of all wealth, Well versed in this ritual offering.
They call upon Agni, Agni, Lord of the House, Oblation-carrier, dear to us.
Bring the gods here, Agni, born for him who spreads the sacred grass: You are our herald, worthy of praise.
Awaken the willing gods, for you, Agni, perform the embassy: Sit on the sacred grass with gods.
Agni, radiant one, to whom the holy oil is poured, burn up Our enemies, protected by fiends.
By Agni, Agni, inflamed, Lord of the House, wise, young, who bears The gift: the ladle is his mouth.
Pray for Agni in the sacrifice, the Sage whose ways are always true, The God who drives away sorrow.
God, Agni, be his strong defense, lord of sacrificial gifts, Who worships you, the messenger.
May he, with sacred offering, call Agni to the gods' feast, Purifier, grant him favor.
As Agni, Purifier, bright, bring prosperity to us, And food, with heroes for our sons.
So praised by our newest hymn of praise, bring opulence to us, And sustenance, for our sons.
O Agni, by your radiant flame, by all the gods' invocations, Show pleasure in this praise of ours.