Atharvaveda · Sūkta 6.90

6.90.1

यां ते रुद्र इषुमास्यदङ्गेभ्यो हृदयाय च ।
इदं तामद्य त्वद्वयं विषूचीं वि वृहामसि ॥ ६.९०.१ ॥

The arrow that Rudra shot into your limbs and your heart, that scattering pain — today we drive it away from you.

यास्ते शतं धमनयोऽङ्गान्यनु विष्ठिताः ।
तासां ते सर्वासां वयं निर्विषाणि ह्वयामसि ॥ ६.९०.२ ॥

For all the hundred veins that are spread along your limbs, we call forth the poison-removing charms.

नमस्ते रुद्रास्यते नमः प्रतिहितायै ।
नमो विसृज्यमानायै नमो निपतितायै ॥ ६.९०.३ ॥

Homage to you, Rudra; homage to the arrow shot, homage to the one held fixed, homage to the one being released, homage to the one fallen down.