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Atharva Veda 11.6A prayer to all Divinities and Sanctities for deliverance from distress
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Hinduism · Vedas · Atharva Veda
Atharva Veda 11.6
A prayer to all Divinities and Sanctities for deliverance from distress
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We call on Agni, on the trees lords of the forest, herbs and. plants, Indra, Sūrya, Brihaspati: may they deliver us from woe.
We call on Vishnu, Bhaga, on Mitra and Varuna the King, Ansa Vivasvān we address: may they deliver us from woe.
We call on Savitar the God, on Pūshan the establisher, Tvashtar the foremost we address: may they deliver us from woe.
Gandharvas and Apsarases; the Asvins, Brāhmanaspati, Aryaman, God, by name we call: may they deliver us from woe.
This word of ours to Day and Night, and to the Sun and Moon we speak, All the Ādityas we address: may they deliver us from woe.
Vāta, Parjanya we address, the Quarters, and the Firmament, And all the Regions of the sky: may they deliver us from woe.
From all that brings a curse may Day and Night and Dawn deliver me, May Soma free me, God to whom they give the name of Chandramās.
All creatures both of heaven and earth, wild beasts and sylvan animals, And winged birds of air we call: may they deliver us from woe.
Bhava and Sarva we address, and Rudra who is Lord of Beasts, Their arrows which we feel and know: may they be ever kind to us.
We speak to Constellations, Heaven, to Earth, to Genii, and to Hills, To Seas, to Rivers, and to Lakes: may they deliver us from woe.
Or the Seven Rishis we address, Waters divine, Prajāpati, Fathers with Yama at their head: may they deliver us from woe.
Gods whose abode is in the heaven and those who dwell in middle air, And Mighty ones who rest on earth: may they deliver us from. woe.
Ādityas, Rudra, Vasus, Gods aloft in heaven, Atharvan's sons, The sages, sons of Angiras: may they deliver us from woe.
To sacrifice, to worshipper, hymns, songs, and healing charms, we speak, To priestly acts and Yajus texts: may they deliver us from woe.
To the five kingdoms of the plants which Soma rules as Lord we speak. Darbha, hemp, barley, mighty power: may these deliver us from woe,
To demons and fierce fiends we speak, to Holy Genii, Fathers,. Snakes, And to the hundred deaths and one: may these deliver us from woe.
We speak to Seasons, Season-Lords, to years and sections of the year, To Months, half-months, and years complete: may they deliver us from woe.
Come hither from the south, ye Gods, rise and come forward from the west. Gathered together, all ye Gods, ye mighty Ones, from east and north: may they deliver us from woe.
This we address to all the Gods, faithful, maintainers of the Right, With all their Consorts by their side: may they deliver us from woe.
We speak to the collected Gods, faithful, maintainers of the Right. Present with their collective Dames: may these deliver us from woe.
The spirit, yea, the spirits' Lord, ruler of spirits, we address. Together let all spirits meet: may these deliver us from woe.
The five Sky regions, Goddesses, and the twelve Seasons which are Gods. The teeth of the completed year, may these deliver us from woe.
The deathless balm that Mātalī knows, purchased at a chariot's price, Indra effused into the floods. Waters, give us that healing balm!
