{"collection":"Hinduism","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/hin/av/av20018.htm","path":"hin/av/av20018.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/hin/av/av20018.htm","text":"Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]\n1This, even this, O Indra, we implore: as thy devoted friends,\n \u00a0\u00a0The Kanvas praise thee with their hymns.\n 2Naught else, O Thunderer, have I praised in the skilled singer's\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0eulogy:\n \u00a0\u00a0On thy laud only have I thought.\n 3The Gods seek him who presses out the Soma; they desire not\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0sleep:\n \u00a0\u00a0Incessantly they punish sloth.\n 4Faithful to thee we loudly sing, heroic Indra, songs to thee.\n \u00a0\u00a0Mark, gracious Lord, this act of ours.\n 5Give us not up to man's reproach, to foeman's hateful calumny:\n \u00a0\u00a0In thee alone is all my strength.\n 6Thou art mine ample coat of mail, my champion, Vritra-slayes,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0thou.\n \u00a0\u00a0With thee for Friend I brave the foe.","title":"Atharva Veda: Book 20: Hymn 18","type":"page"}