Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Drive forth the Dove, chase it with holy verses: rejoicing bring
we hither food and cattle,
Obliterating traces of misfortune. Most fleet may it fly forth and
leave us vigour.
2These men have strengthened Agni's might, these men have
brought the kine to us.
They have sung glory to the Gods. Who is the man that con-
3Be reverence paid to him who, while exploring the path for
many, first approached the river,
Lord of this world of quadrupeds and bipeds; to him be rever-
ence paid, to Death, to Yama!