Atharvaveda 20.67.2

20.67.2

mó ṣú vo asmád abhí tā́ni páuṃsyā sánā bhūvan dyumnā́ni mótá jāriṣur asmát purótá jāriṣuḥ |
yád vaś citráṃ yugéyuge návyaṃ ghóṣād ámartyam |
asmā́su tán maruto yác ca duṣṭáraṃ didhr̥tā́ yác ca duṣṭáram ||2||

Ne'er may those manly deeds of yours for us grow old, never may your bright glories fall into decay, never before your time decay. What deed of yours, new every age, wondrous, surpassing man,. rings forth, Whatever, Maruts may be difficult to gain grant us whate'er is hard to win.