Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1The Being lays the sap of life in beings: he hath become the
sovran Lord of creatures.
Death comes to this man's royal consecration: let him as King
own and allow this kingdom.
2Come forward, turn not back in scorn, strong guardian, slayer
of the foes.
Approach, O gladdener of thy friends. The Gods have blessed
and strengthened thee.
3All waited on him as he came to meet them. He self-resplendent
moves endued with glory.
That is the royal hero's lofty nature: he, manifold, hath gained
4Stride forth to heaven's broad regions, thou, a tiger on a tiger's
Let all the people long for thee. Let heavenly floods be rich in
5Heaven's waters joyous in their milk, the waters of middle air,
and those that earth containeth-
I with the gathered power and might of all these waters sprinkle
6The heavenly waters rich in milk have sprinkled thee with power
To be the gladdener of thy friends. May Savitar so fashion thee.
7These, compassing the tiger, rouse the lion to great joy and
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As strong floods purify the standing ocean, so men adorn the
leopard in the waters