Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Odana which Prajāpati, the firstborn of Order, dressed with
fervour for the Brāhman,
which guards the worlds from breaking atIthe centre,—I with this
Odana will conquer Mrityu. p. a145
2Whereby the World-Creators vanquished Mrityu, that which
they found by fervour, toil and trouble,
That which prayer first made ready for the Brāhman,—I with
this Odana will conquer Mrityu.
3That which upholds the Earth, the all-sustainer, that which hath
filled air's middle realm with moisture,
Which, raised on high in grandeur, stablished heaven,—I with
this Odana will conquer Mrityu.
4From which the months with thirty spokes were moulded, from
which the twelve-spoked year was formed and fashioned.
Which circling day and night have ne'er o'ertaken,—I with this
Odana will conquer Mrityu.
5Which hath become breath-giver, life-bestower; to which the
worlds flow full of oil and fatness,
To whom belong all the refulgent regions,—I with this Odana
will conquer Mrityu.
6From which, matured, sprang Amrit into being, which hath
become Gāyatris lord and ruler,
In which the perfect Vedas have been treasured,—I with this
Odana will conquer Mrityu,
7I drive away the hostile God-despiser: far off be those who are
mine adversaries,
I dress Brahmaudana that winneth all things. May the Gods
hear me who believe and trust them.