In reverence and devotion, offerings are made to the Atharvans, honoring the sacred hymns in all their forms. First, oblations are given to those of four verses, then to those of five, and onward—to those of six, seven, eight, and nine verses. The ritual continues, embracing the ten-versed hymns, the eleven-versed, twelve-versed, and thirteen-versed, each receiving its due respect. The fourteen-versed hymns are honored, as are the fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, and eighteen-versed hymns. Even the nineteen and twenty-versed hymns are not forgotten, nor is the great section. The three-versed hymns, the single-versed hymns, and the smaller ones are each acknowledged. Offerings are made to those just shy of a hymn, to the red ones, and to the two Suns, to the Vrātyas, and to the Prajāpatis. Viṣāsahya is honored, as are the Maṅgalikas, and finally, Brahman is invoked. All these powers, gathered and revered, are eldest in Brahman. In the beginning, it was Brahman who stretched out the highest heaven. Among all beings, Brahman was born first—who, indeed, could rival Brahman? With the same strength by which the gods upheld Savitar, the divine, Brahmaṇaspati is asked to encompass this one for sovereignty. Indra is invoked, that he may be encompassed for long life and great dominion, that old age may not bring him down, and that he may remain ever awake in his sovereignty. Indra is also encompassed for long life and great hearing, so that he remains ever vigilant, untouched by old age. Brilliance is sought for all, as Bṛhaspati bestows a garment and Soma the king is wrapped in it, driving away old age and death, granting long life. Old age is urged to depart, to put on this garment and protect dwellings from curses. The wish is for a hundred autumns of life, with abundant wealth and renown. The garment, donned for well-being, makes one the protector of waters against curses, promising a hundred autumns and the sharing of lovely riches. In every union and every contest for strength or prize, Indra is called upon as a friend for help. The golden-hued, undecaying, blessed with good sons, are urged to conquer old age and death through progeny. Agni, Soma, Bṛhaspati, Savitar, and Indra all affirm this. With tireless mind, the foremost is yoked, to carry upward to the shore, letting the milker run forth. When gold, born from Agni and placed among mortals as immortal, is known, whoever understands its secret is worthy. He who bears it becomes free from old age and death.