Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Let not the enemy win the cause! Strong and predominant art
thou.
Refute mine adversary's speech. Render them dull and flat, O
Plant.
2The strong-winged bird discovered thee, the boar unearthed thee
with his snout.
Refute mine adversary's speech. Render them dull and flat, O
Plant.
3Yea, Indra laid thee on his arm, to cast the Asuras to the
ground.
Refute mine adversary's speech. Render them dull and flat, O
Plant.
4Indra devoured the Pātā plant that he might lay the Asuras
low.
Refute mine adversary's speech! Render them dull and flat, O
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5With this I overcome my foes as Indra overcame the wolves.
Refute mine adversary's speech! Render them dull and flat, O
Plant.
6O Rudra, Lord of Healing Balms, dark-crested, skilful in thy
work!—
Refute mine adversary's speech. Render them dull and flat, O
Plant.
7Indra, defeat the speech of him who meets us with hostility.
Comfort us with thy power and might. Make me superior in
debate.