With homage and adoration, praise and glorification, I lay my offering at Thy feet, and dedicate my all to Thee, Ahura Mazda.
What I bring unto Thee and call mine is in truth Thine own, for all I own is of Thy rich bounty, O Thou lord of bountiful gifts. The offerings and oblations that I offer unto Thee are of Thy own giving, O giver of all, Thou givest them freely to me and I approach Thee humbly with a handful from Thy abundance as a token of my gratefulness to Thee. All I have I owe Thee and all I bring to Thee is then Thine. Yet large-heartedly Thou dost delight to acknowledge it as mine. I am ever Thy debtor, O benevolent Lord.
Thou dost not look for rich repasts and costly libations, preaches Zarathushtra. The innocent heart of the pious poor and the contrite heart of the sinner, he teaches, is the best offering that wins Thy favour. Thou dost come sooner to the poor who lays his good thoughts, good words, and good deeds in tribute at Thy altar, than to the rich who labours to greet Thee with costly rituals and elaborate sacrifices. I will sacrifice truth and righteousness to Thee, O righteous God.
I will give myself, body and soul to Thee. I will give Thee my heart in grateful thanksgiving for Thy unfailing kindness to me. I will give Thee what is nearest and dearest to me, my life even as holy Zarathustra gave the life of his own body as an offering unto Thee, Ahura Mazda.