Atharva Veda: Book 7: Hymn 64: A charm to avert an evil omen
Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1From all that woe and trouble may the Waters save and rescue
me,
Whate'er the Raven, black of hue, flying out hither ward, hath
dropped.
2May Agni Gārhapatya save and set me free from all this guilt.
Which the black Raven with thy mouth, O Nirriti, hath wiped
away.