Atharva Veda · 706 of 724

HYMN CXXV

HYMN CXXV 1. Drive all our enemies away, O Indra, the western, mighty Con-    queror, and the eastern,   Hero, drive off our northern foes and southern, that we in thy    wide shelter may be joyful. 2. What then? As men whose fields are full of barley reap the ripe    corn removing it in order,   So bring the food of those men, bring it hither, who come not    to prepare the grass for worship. 3. Men come not with one horse at sacred seasons; thus they    obtain no honour in assemblies.   Sages desiring herds of kine and horses strengthen the mighty   Indra for his friendship. 4. Ye, Asvins, Lords of Splendour, drank full draughts of grateful   Soma juice,   And aided Indra in his work with Namuchi of Asura birth. 5. As parents aid a son, both Asvins, Indra, aided thee with their    wondrous powers and wisdom   When thou, with might, hadst drunk the draught that glad-    dens, Sarasvati, O Maghavan refreshed thee. 6. Indra is strong to save, rich in assistance: may he, possessing    all, be kind and gracious.   May he disperse our foes and give us safety, and may we be the    lords of hero vigour. 7. May we enjoy his favour, his the holy: may we enjoy his blessed    loving-kindness.   May this rich Indra, as our good protector, drive off and keep    afar all those who hate us.