Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Let that Destructive Weapon be far distant from us, O ye Gods;
far be the Stone ye wont to hurl.
2Our friend be that Celestial Grace, Indra and Bhaga be our friends,
and Savitar with splendid Wealth. p. a25
3Thou, Offspring of the waterflood, ye Maruts, with your sun-
bright skins, give us protection reaching far.
4Further us rightly, favour ye our bodies with your gracious love.
Give thou our children happiness.