A charm for the recovery of one dangerously ill

Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith, [1895], at sacred-texts.com

HYMN XXXI

A charm for the recovery of one dangerously ill

1May Gods release from failing strength, thou Agni, from
   malignity!
  I free from every evil, from decline: I compass round with life.
2May Pavamāna free from harm, and Sakra from unrighteous
   deed.
  I free from every evil, from decline: I compass round with life.
3Tame beasts have parted from wild beasts, water and thirst have
   gone apart
  I free, etc.
4Parted are heaven and earth, and paths turned to each quarter
   of the sky.
  I free, etc.
5Tvashtar prepares the bridal of his daughter; then all this world
   of life departs and leaves him.
  I free, etc.
6Agni combines the vital airs. The moon is closely joined with
   breath.
  I free. etc. p. a103
7The Gods have lifted up with breath the Sun whose might is
   everywhere.
  I free, etc.
8Die not. Live with the breath of those who make and who enjoy
   long life.
  I free, etc.
9Die not. Stay here. Breathe with the breath of those who draw
   the vital air.
  I free, etc.
10Rise up with life, conjoined with life. Up, with the sap of growing
   plants!
  I free, etc.
11We as immortal beings have arisen with Parjanya's rain,
  I free from every evil, from decline: I compass round with life.