Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Indra and Pūshan have gone forth along the ways on every side.
To-day those hosts of enemies must flee bewildered far away.
2Ye foes, come hitherward dismayed like serpents when their
heads are gone.
Let Indra slay each bravest one of you whom Agni hath con-
3Gird thou a bullock's hide on these, make those as timid as the
Let the foe flee away, and let his kine come hither-ward to us.