Atharva Veda

The Hymns of the Atharvaveda

Translation by Ralph T.H. Griffith



To the waters, for the prosperity of cattle

1          Along their paths the Mothers go, sisters of priestly ministrants,
            Blending their water with the mead.

2          May yonder Waters near the Sun, or those wherewith the Sun is  joined,
            Send forth this sacrifice of ours.

3          I call the Waters, Goddesses, hitherward where our cattle drink:
            The streams must share the sacrifice.

4          Amrit is in the Waters, in the Waters balm.
            Yea, through our praises of the Floods, O horses, be ye fleet and
            strong, and, O ye kine, be full of strength.


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