Atharvaveda 8.7

Those that are brown, and that are bright (çukrá), the red and the spotted, the swarthy, the black herbs—all [of them] do we address (acka-ā-vad).

Let them save (trā) this man from the yákṣma sent by the gods—the plants of which heaven has been the father, earth the mother, ocean the root.

Waters [were] the beginning, heavenly herbs; they have made disappear from every limb thy sinful (enasyà) yákṣma.

The spreading, the bushy, the one-spathed, the extending herbs do I address; those rich in shoots, jointed (kāṇḍín), that have spreading branches (víçākha); I call for thee the plants that belong to all the gods, formidable, giving life to men.

What power [is] yours, ye powerful ones, [what] heroism and what strength [is] yours, therewith, O herbs, free ye this man from this yákṣma; now (átho) do I make a remedy.

The lively, by-no-means-harming, living herb, the non-obstructing, up-guiding, flourishing (? puṣyá) one, rich in sweets, do I call hither, for this man's freedom from harm.

Let the forethoughtful ones come hither, allies (medín) of my spell (vácas), that we may make this man pass forth out of difficulty.

Food of fire, embryo of the waters, they that grow up renewed, fixed, thousand-named—be they remedial [when] brought.

Wrapped in ávakā, water-natured, let the herbs, sharp-horned, thrust away difficulty.

Releasing, free from Varuṇa, formidable, that are poison-spoiling, also balā́sa-dispelling, and that are witchcraft-spoiling—let those herbs come hither.

Let the purchased, very powerful plants that are praised save in this village cow, horse, man, beast.

Rich in sweets the root, rich in sweets the tip of them, rich in sweets was the middle of the plants; rich in sweets the leaf, rich in sweets the flower of them; partaking of sweet, a drink of nectar (amṛ́ta), let them milk out ghee, food, with milk (gó-) as chief (-purogavá).

However many [may be] these herbs upon the earth, let them, thousand-leafed, free me from death, from distress.

Let the tigerish amulet of plants, saving, protecting from imprecation, smite far away from us diseases [and] all demons.

As at the roaring of a lion do they quake; as at fire do they tremble at [the herbs when] brought; let the yákṣma of kine, of men, go driven by the plants beyond navigable streams.

The herbs, becoming freed from Agni Vāiçvānara—go ye stretching over the earth, [ye] whose king is the forest-tree.

They who, belonging to the An̄girases, grow on mountains and on plains—let those herbs, rich in milk, propitious, be weal to our heart.

Both what plants I know, and what I see with the eye, the unknown and what we are acquainted with, and those in which we know what is brought together—

Let all the entire herbs note (budh) my spell (vácas), that we may make this man pass forth out of difficulty.

The açvatthá, the darbhá, sóma king of plants, immortal oblation—rice and barley [are] remedial, immortal sons of heaven.

Ye rise up (ud-hā); it thunders, it roars at [you], O herbs! when, O ye children of the spotted one, Parjanya favors you with seed.

Of this amṛ́ta we make this man to drink the strength; now do I make a remedy, that he may be one of a hundred years (-hāyaná).

The boar knows the plant; the mongoos knows the remedial [herb]; what ones the serpents, the Gandharvas know, those I call to aid for him.

What [herbs] of the An̄girases the eagles [know], what heavenly ones the ragháṭs know, what ones the birds, the swans know, and what all the winged ones, what herbs the wild beasts know—those I call to aid for him.

Of how many herbs the inviolable kine partake (pra-āç), of how many the goats and sheep, let so many herbs, being brought, extend protection to thee.

In how many ⌊herbs⌋ human physicians (bhiṣáj) know a remedy, so many, all-remedial, do I bring unto thee.

Rich in flowers, rich in shoots (prasū́-), rich in fruits, also those lacking fruits—like joint mothers, let them milk unto this man in order to his freedom from harm.

I have taken thee up out of what has five çalas, and also out of what has ten çalas, also out of Yama's fetter, out of all offense against the gods.