I solicit god Savitar’s wonderous wisdom desired by all, good for all mankind and cause of this world’s creation. The sages like Kanva milked this mighty thousand-streamed milch-cow of Savitar.

We worship Agni of the loftiest birth and offer him oblation with hymns of praise in his lower station. I worship the place whence you have sprung out, and offer oblations having enkindled you well.

O most youthful Agni, first enkindled with reverence, shine in front of us constantly, never fading out and we shall offer you sacred oblations without stop.

I offer the oblation of ghee with a contemplative mind so that the gods may arrive who love oblations, the strengtheners of truth. I pour oblation day after day to Vishvakarman, the lord creator of all.

O Agni, you have seven kinds of fuel, seven tongues of flame, the seven rishis have envisioned you, you have seven beloved mansions of verse and seven priests in sevenfold sacrifice pay you homage. Seven are your places of birth fill these full with ghee, Svaha!

Forth from the ocean sprung the watery waves of sweetness with the stalk, it turned into Amrita, that which is ghee’s secret title, which is truly god’s tongue and Amrit’s navel.

We utter the name of ghee aloud in this yajna and bear the sacrifice with oblation. So let the four hotar-priests hear this praise of ghee that expresses the fruit of sacrifice through oblation.

Udgatar, Hotar, Adhvaryu and Brahman, the four priests are the four horns of this sacrifice, Rik, Yaju and Saman are his three feet, his heads are two and his seven heads are the seven verses. Bound in triple bond the Bull roars loudly. The most adorable god has entered the world of mortals.

These many kinds of ghee-streams flow forth from the innermost reservoir of heart which the foe does not behold. I look upon the golden Agni amidst these streams.

Like streams flow together unceasingly our oblations, purifying themselves in the innermost reservoir of heart. These streams of oblations flow swiftly to the sacrifice as do the wild beasts fly before a hunter.

Just as the high-born ladies at a fair look on and gently smiling, incline towards their husbands, so do these streams of holy ghee reach the sacrificial fuel and Jatavedas happily receive them.

Just as maidens adorn themselves with gay ornaments to join the bridal feast, so do the streams of sacred ghee flow down where Some is poured and sacrifice is performed.

O gods, send to your lands riches and cattle, and convey our oblations of streaming ghee, pure and sweet to heaven.

Oh Agni, this universe depends on your sustaining power. Whatever your loftiest from is there within the ocean, within the heart, within life and within sacrifice, that sweet, enlightening and blissful wave of yours may we obtain!