Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1I call on Rākā with hair laud and reverent cry: may she,
auspicious, hear us and herself observe.
With never-breaking needle may she sew her work, and send a
glorious man who gives a hundred gifts.
2All thy kind favours, Rākā! lovely in their form, wherewith
thou grantest treasures to the man who gives,
With these come thou to us this day benevolent, O blessed one,
bestowing wealth of thousand sorts.