No son was born; the warrior on the hard chariot, the steed was not pleased, the riders passed through.

[5-6] He diffuses happiness in a dwelling like a son(newly) born; he overcomes (opposing) men like an animated charger; whatever (divine) beings I may along with other men invoke (to the ceremony), you, Agni, assume all (their) celestial nature.

Like the Dawn's lover, spreading light, well-known as hued like morn, may he remember me. They, bearing of themselves, unbar the doors: they all ascend to the fair place of heaven.