A hymn to Bhava and Sarva

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

HYMN XXVIII

A hymn to Bhava and Sarva

1I Reverence you—mark this—Bhava and Sarva, ye under whose
   control is this that shineth.
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped. Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble. p. a137
2Lords of all near and even of what is distant, famed as the best
   and skilfullest of archers,
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped, Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble.
3Thousand-eyed foe-destroyers, I invoke you, still praising you
   the strong, of wide dominion:
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped, Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble.
4Ye who of old wrought many a deed in concert, and showed
   among mankind unhappy omens;
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped, Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble.
5Ye from the stroke of whose destroying weapon not one among
   the Gods or men escapeth,
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped, Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble.
6Hurl your bolt, strong Gods, at the Yātudhāna, him who makes
   ready roots and deals in magic:
  Lords of this world both quadruped and biped, Deliver us, ye
   twain, from grief and trouble.
7Comfort and aid us, ye strong Gods, in battles, at each Kimidin
   send your bolt of thunder.
  I, suppliant, praise and ever call on Bhav and Sarva. Set us free
   from grief and trouble.