Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Let flowery Dūrvā grass grow up about thine exit and
There let a spring of water rise, or lake with blooming lotuses.
2This is the place where waters meet, here is the gathering of the
Our home is set amid the lake: turn thou thy jaws away from
3O House, we compass thee about with coolness to envelop thee.
Cool as a lake be thou to us. Let Agni bring us healing balm!