Atharva Veda: Book 6: Hymn 124: An Omen from the sky
Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1From the high firmament, yea, out of heaven a water-drop with
dew on me hath fallen.
I, Agni! share the merit of the pious, with vigour, milk, and
hymns and sacrifices.
2If from a tree that fruit hath fallen downward if, aught from air
that is vāyu.
Where it hath touched my body or my garment, thence may the
Waters drive Destruction backward.
3It is a fragrant ointment, happy fortune, sheen all of gold, yea,
purified from blemish.
Spread over us are all purifications. Death and Malignity shall
not subdue us.