Atharvaveda · Sūkta 1.20

1.20.1

अदारसृद्भवतु देव सोमास्मिन् यज्ञे मरुतो मृडता नः ।
मा नो विददभिभा मो अशस्तिर्मा नो विदद्वृजिना द्वेष्या या ॥ १.२०.१ ॥

O god Soma, let the Maruts be gracious to us in this sacrifice; let no overpowering assault or reproach reach us, nor any crooked hateful harm.

यो अद्य सेन्यो वधोऽघायूनामुदीरते ।
युवं तं मित्रावरुणावस्मद्यावयतं परि ॥ १.२०.२ ॥

Whatever blow of the army is sent forth today by the evil-minded, O Mitra and Varuṇa, you two keep it away from us.

इतश्च यदमुतश्च यद्वधं वरुण यावय ।
वि महच्छर्म यच्छ वरीयो यावया वधम् ॥ १.२०.३ ॥

O Varuṇa, whatever blow comes from here and from there, keep it away; grant a great and broad shelter; keep the blow away.

शास इत्था महामस्यमित्रसाहो अस्तृतः ।
न यस्य हन्यते सखा न जीयते कदा चन ॥ १.२०.४ ॥

Thus you rule as the great subduer of foes, unconquered; the friend of him who is not struck down and is never defeated.