Book 20. Hymn 52
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"Hymns of the Atharva Veda", by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895],
p. 308
Hymn Lii
1We compass thee like waters, we whose grass is trimmed and
Soma pressed.
Here where the filter pours its stream thy worshipper round
thee, O Vritra-slayer, sit.
2Men, Vasu! by the Soma, with lauds call thee to the foremost
place.
When comest thou athirst unto the juice as home, O Indra, like
a bellowing bull?
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