Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895]
1Served with oblations, first-born, mountain-render, Angiras' Son,
Brihaspati the holy.
With twice-firm path, dwelling in light, our Father, roars loudly,
as a bull, to earth and heaven.
2Brihaspati who made for such a people wide room and verge
when Gods were invocated—
Slaying his foe he breaketh down their cattles, quelling his
enemies and those who hate him.
3Brihaspati in war hath won rich treasures, hath won, this God,
the great stalls filled with cattle.
Striving to win waters and light, resistless, Brihaspati with light-
ning smites the foeman.