Book 2: Hymn 3: A water-cure charm

HYMN III

A water-cure charm

1That little spring of water which is running downward from the
hill
I turn to healing balm for thee that thou mayst be good
medicine.
2Hither and onward! Well! Come on! Among thy hundred
remedies
Most excellent of all art thou, curing disease and morbid flow.
3The Asuras bury deep in earth this mighty thing that healeth
wounds.
This is the cure for morbid flow, this driveth malady away.
4The emmets from the water-flood produce this healing medicine:
This is the cure for morbid flow, this driveth malady away.
5Mighty is this wound-healing balm: from out the earth was it
produced.
This is the cure for morbid flow, this driveth malady away.
6Bless us the Waters! be the Plants auspicious!
May Indra's thunderbolt drive off the demons. Far from us fall
the shafts they shoot against us!