Atharvaveda 11.2

O Bhava-and-Çarva, be gracious; do not go against [us]; ye lords of beings, lords of cattle, homage to you! [the arrow] that is fitted, that is drawn, do not let fly; do not harm our bipeds nor quadrupeds.

Make ye not bodies for the dog, the jackal, for the buzzards (? alíklava), the vultures, and them that are black [and] greedy (aviṣyú); let thy flies, lord of cattle, let thy birds not find themselves at food.

Unto thy noise (? kránda), [thy] breath, and what pangs (? rópi) are thine, O Bhava—homage we pay to thee that art thousand-eyed, O Rudra, immortal one.

We pay thee homage in front, above, also below; forth from the sphere of the sky, homage [be] to thine atmosphere.

To thy face, O lord of cattle; the eyes that thou hast, O Bhava; to [thy] skin, form, aspect, to thee standing opposite [be] homage.

To thy members, belly, tongue, thy mouth, to thy teeth, smell, [be] homage.

With the blue-locked archer, the thousand-eyed, vigorous, with Rudra, the half-smiter (?)—with him may we not come into collision (sam-ṛ).

Let this Bhava avoid us on every side; as fire the waters, let Bhava avoid us; let him not plot against us; homage be to him.

Four times ⌊catús⌋ homage, eight times, to Bhava; ten times, O lord of cattle, be homage to thee; thine are shared out these five creatures (paçú)—cows, horses, men, sheep and goats.

Thine are the four directions, thine the heaven, thine the earth, thine, O formidable one, this wide atmosphere, thine is all this that has life (ātmán), that is breathing upon (ánu) the earth.

This wide vessel, holder of good things, is thine, within which are all these beings; do thou be gracious to us, O lord of cattle; homage to thee; away let the jackals, the portents (abhibhā́), the dogs go, away the weepers of evil with disheveled hair.

Thou bearest a yellow golden bow, a thousand-slaying, hundred-weaponed, O tufted one; Rudra's arrow goes, a god-missile; to that be homage, in whichever direction from here.

He who, attacked (abhi-yā), hides himself, [who] tries to put thee down, O Rudra, him from behind thou pursuest, like the tracker (? padanī́) of one that is pierced.

Bhava-and-Rudra, allied, in concord, both go about, formidable, unto heroism; to them be homage, in whichever direction from here.

Homage be to thee coming, homage be [to thee] going away; homage to thee, O Rudra, standing; to thee sitting also [be] homage.

Homage in the evening, homage in the morning, homage by night, homage by day; to Bhava and to Çarva, to both have I paid homage.

With the thousand-eyed one, seeing across in front, with Rudra, hurling in many places, inspired one, may we not come in collision, as he goes about (ī́ya-) with the tongue.

We go forward (pū́rva) to meet him of dark horses, black, swarthy, killing, fearful, making to fall the chariot of the hairy one (keçín); homage be to him.

Do not let fly at us the club (? matyà), the god-missile; be not angry at us, O lord of cattle; homage to thee; elsewhere than [over] us shake out the heavenly bough.

Do not harm us; bless us; avoid us; be not angry; let us not come into collision with thee.

[Be] not [greedy] for our kine, our men; be not greedy for our goats and sheep; elsewhere, O formidable one, roll forth [thy missile]; smite the progeny of the mockers (píyāru).

Of whom the takmán, the kā́sikā, goes as one weapon, like the noise of a stallion horse, to him, leading out in succession, be homage.

He who stands propped up in the atmosphere, killing the non-sacrificing, the god-mockers—to him be homage with the ten clever ones (çákvarī).

To thee are assigned the forest animals ⌊paçú⌋, the wild beasts in the woods, the geese (haṅsá), eagles, hawks, birds; thine, O lord of cattle, is the monster (? yakṣá) within the waters; for thine increase flow the waters of the heaven.

The dolphins (çiṅçumā́ra), boas (ajagará), purīkáyas, jashás, fishes, rajasás, at which thou hurlest: there is no distance for thee nor hindrance for thee, O Bhava; at once thou loolcest over the whole earth; from the eastern thou smitest in the northern ocean.

Do not, O Rudra, unite (sam-sṛj) us with the takmán, not with poison, not with the fire of heaven; elsewhere than [on] us make that lightning fall.

Bhava is master (īç) of the heaven, Bhava of the earth; Bhava has filled the wide atmosphere; to him be homage, in whichever direction from here.

O king Bhava, be gracious to the sacrificer, for thou hast become cattle-lord of cattle; whoever has faith, saying "the gods are," be thou gracious to his bipeds [and] quadrupeds.

Not our great one, and not our small, not our carrying one, and not those that will carry, not our father and mother do thou harm; our own self (tanū́), O Rudra, do not injure.

To Rudra's howl-making, unhymned-swallowing (?), great-mouthed dogs I have paid this homage.

Homage to thy noisy ones, homage to thy hairy ones, homage to those to whom homage is paid, homage to the jointly-enjoying—homage, [namely], O god, to thine armies; welfare [be] to us, and fearlessness to us.