An incantation against an enemy

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

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HYMN LXXVII

An incantation against an enemy

1Ye Maruts, full of fiery heat, accept this offering brought for
   you
  To help us, ye who slay the foe.
2Maruts, the man who filled with rage against us beyond our
   thoughts would harm us, O ye Vasus,
  May he be tangled in the toils of Mischief: smite ye him down
   with your most flaming weapon.
3Each year come, friends to man, the tuneful Maruts, dwelling in
   spacious mansions, trooped together.
  Exhilarating, gladdening full of fiery heat, may they deliver us
   from binding bonds of sin.