{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av06124.htm","path":"hin/av/av06124.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av06124.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1From the high firmament, yea, out of heaven a water-drop with\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0dew on me hath fallen.\n \u00a0\u00a0I, Agni! share the merit of the pious, with vigour, milk, and\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0hymns and sacrifices.\n 2If from a tree that fruit hath fallen downward if, aught from air\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0that is v\u0101yu.\n \u00a0\u00a0Where it hath touched my body or my garment, thence may the\n \u00a0\u00a0Waters drive Destruction backward.\n 3It is a fragrant ointment, happy fortune, sheen all of gold, yea,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0purified from blemish.\n \u00a0\u00a0Spread over us are all purifications. Death and Malignity shall\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0not subdue us.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 6: Hymn 124: An Omen from the sky","type":"page"}