Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Along their paths the Mothers go, sisters of priestly
Blending their water with the mead.
2May yonder Waters near the Sun, or those wherewith the Sun is
Send forth this sacrifice of ours.
3I call the Waters, Goddesses, hitherward where our cattle
The streams must share the sacrifice.
4Amrit 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.