In the ancient wisdom of the Atharva Veda, it is revealed that there is no eighth, ninth, or tenth—such divisions are not spoken of. Instead, there is the One who gazes over all creation, encompassing both what breathes and what does not. Within him lies all power; he is the sole bearer, the only one. All the gods come together and unite within him, the sole bearer of all. He contains within himself Brahman, ascetic heat, fame, glory, the waters, the sky, Brahmanic radiance, food, and all that is eaten. He holds what has been and what will be, faith, delight, heaven, and the sacred offering. Whoever comes to know this god, the sole bearer, perceives the fullness of his being: he is death and immortality, the abyss and the demon. This Rudra is the bestower of wealth, the lord of the earth; he is invoked with reverence and the sacred exclamation vaṣaṭ during recitations. All beings approach him, seeking his guidance. The stars and the moon are subject to his command, moving according to his will. He is born from the day, and from him, the day itself is born. He is born from the night, and from him, the night emerges. He is born from the midspace, and from him, the midspace arises. He is born from the wind, and from him, the wind is born. He is born from the sky, and from him, the sky is born. He is born from the directions, and from him, the directions arise. He is born from the earth, and from him, the earth emerges. He is born from fire, and from him, fire is born. He is born from the waters, and from him, the waters flow. He is born from the Ṛg verses, and from him, the Ṛg verses are born. He is born from the sacrifice, and from him, the sacrifice is born. He is the sacrifice itself; the sacrifice belongs to him and is made the head of all sacrifices. He thunders, he flashes, he hurls the stone—his power manifests in both good and evil, for men and for demons alike. Whatever is done to the plants, whatever rain is bestowed for good, whatever offspring are increased—all are expressions of his greatness. O Maghavan, your greatness is as vast as a hundred of your forms. Your bonds are bound, whether tied with a hundred thousand. May you, Indra, be greater than the hostile, greater than death. May you surpass enmity, lord of strength; you are Indra, all-pervading and all-powerful—thus we worship you. Homage to you—look upon me, see me, do not turn away. With food and drink, with fame and brilliance, with the radiance of the Brahmin, with water, with strength, with might—thus we worship you. With water, with the red dawn, with the silvery realm, with might—thus we worship you. Wide, broad, well-founded—thus we worship you. Expansive, excellent, shining world—thus we worship you. May you be a good spirit, a generous spirit, a united spirit, a striving spirit—thus we worship you. Homage to you—look upon me, see me, do not turn away. With food and drink, with fame and brilliance, with the radiance of the Brahmin—thus we worship you. And so, it is proclaimed: the earth is upheld by truth, the sky is upheld by the sun. The Ādityas stand by order, and Soma is established in the heavens.