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

HYMN XCVIII

1That we may win us wealth and spoil we poets verily call on
   thee.
  In war men call on thee, Indra, the hero's Lord, in the steed's,
   race-course call on thee.
2As such, O Wonderful whose hand holds thunder, praised as
   mighty, Caster of the Stone.
  Pour on us boldly, Indra, kie and chariot-steeds, ever to be the
   conqueror's strength.