Atharvaveda · Sūkta 20.45

20.45.1

अयमु ते समतसि कपोत इव गर्भधिम् ।
वचस्तच्चिन् न ओहसे ॥ २०.४५.१ ॥

This is for you, as a dove carries its young in the womb; that word you indeed bring for us.

स्तोत्रं राधानां पते गिर्वाहो वीर यस्य ते ।
विभूतिरस्तु सूनृता ॥ २०.४५.२ ॥

Praise, O lord of gifts, O hero, whose songs you bear: may your glory be true and sweet.

ऊर्ध्वस्तिष्ठा न ऊतयेऽस्मिन् वाजे शतक्रतो ।
समन्येषु ब्रवावहै ॥ २०.४५.३ ॥

Stand high for our protection in this contest, O you of a hundred deeds; among the assemblies let us two speak together.