Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1The angry spirit hath relaxed: loose are the arms that act with
mind.
Do thou, destroyer, overcome and drive these foemen's might
away, and then bring opulence to us.
2The shaft for handless fiends which, Gods! ye cast against the
handless ones,
With this, in shape of sacrifice, I rend the arms of enemies.
3Indra made first for Asuras the shaft designed for handless foes:
Victorious shall my heroes be with Indra as their constant
friend.