Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Let not this one, O Agni, wound the highest of these: preserve
thou him from utter ruin.
Knowing the way do thou untie the nooses of the she-fiend: let
all the Gods approve thee.
2Rend thou the; bonds of these asunder, Agni! the, threefold
noose whereby the three were fastened.
Knowing the way untie the she-fiend's nooses: free all, the son,
the father, and the mother.
3The elder brother's bonds, still left unwedded, fettered in every
limb and bound securely,
Loose these, for they are bonds for loosing: Pūshan, turn woes
away upon the babe-destroyer.