Hymns of the Atharva Veda, by Ralph T.H. Griffith,  1The Bull of the Waters hath been let go; the heavenly fires have been let go. 2 Breaking, breaking down, crushing, crushing to pieces, 3 Mroka, mind-destroying, rooting up, consuming, ruiner of the soul, ruiner of the body. 4 Here I let him go: thou washest me clean of him. 5 With this we let him loose who hates us and whom we hate. 6 Thou art in front of the waters. I let loose your sea. 7 I let loose the Agni who is within the waters, Mroka the up- rooter, the destroyer of the body. 8 Your Agni who entered into the waters, even he here is that very dread of yours. 9 May he anoint you with Indra's own mighty power! 10May stainless waters cleanse us from defilement. 11 May they carry sin away from us, may they carry away from us the evil dream. 12 Look on me with a friendly eye, O, Waters, and touch my skin with your auspicious body. 13 We call the gracious Fires that dwell in waters. Goddesses, grant me princely power and splendour.