Atharva Veda · 721 of 724

HYMN CXL

Continuation of the preceding hymn to the Asvins 1. What force, Nāsatyas, ye exert, whatever, Gods, ye tend and    heal,   This your own Vatsa gains not by his hymns alone: ye visit him    who offers gifts. 2. Now hath the Rishi splendidly thought out the Asvins' hymn    of praise.   Let the Atharvan pour the warm oblation forth, and Soma very    rich in sweets. 3. Ye Asvins, now ascend your car that lightly rolls upon its way.   May these my praises make you speed hitherward like a cloud of    heaven. 4. When, O Nāsatyas, we this day make you speed hither N ith our    hymns,   Or, Asvins, with our songs of praise, remember Kānva specially. 5. As erst Kakshivān and the Rishi Vyasva, as erst Dirghatamas    invoked your presence,   Or, in the sacrificial chambers, Vainya Prithī, so be ye mindful    of us here, O Asvins.