Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, , at sacred-texts.com
1Never may we be cast aside and strangers, as it were to thee.
We, Thunder-wielding Indra, count ourselves as trees rejected
and unfit to burn.
2O Vritra slayer, we were thought slow and unready for the fray:
Yet once in thy great bounty may we have delight, O Hero,
after praising thee.