Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com
1Let flowery Dūrvā grass grow up about thine exit and
approach.
There let a spring of water rise, or lake with blooming lotuses.
2This is the place where waters meet, here is the gathering of the
flood.
Our home is set amid the lake: turn thou thy jaws away from
it.
3O House, we compass thee about with coolness to envelop thee.
Cool as a lake be thou to us. Let Agni bring us healing balm!