Atharva Veda: Book 6: Hymn 66: A charm for the destruction and plunder of enemies
Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1Handless be every foeman who assaileth, they who with missiles
come to fight against us!
Dash them together with great slaughter, Indra! and let their
robber chief run pierced with arrows.
2Ye who run hither bending bows, brandishing swords and cast-
ing darts.
Handless be ye, O enemies! Let Indra mangle you to-day.
3Handless be these our enemies! We enervate their languid
limbs.
So let us part among ourselves, in hundreds, Indra! all their
wealth.