Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com

HYMN LXIV

A charm to avert an evil omen

1From all that woe and trouble may the Waters save and rescue
   me,
  Whate'er the Raven, black of hue, flying out hither ward, hath
   dropped.
2May Agni Gārhapatya save and set me free from all this guilt.
  Which the black Raven with thy mouth, O Nirriti, hath wiped
   away.