The Atharva Veda/Book 1/Hymn 15

A prayer for the prosperity of an institutor of sacrifice 1. Let the streams, flow together, let the winds and birds assembled come. Let this my sacrifice delight them always. I offer it with duly mixt oblation. 2. Come to my call, Blent Offerings, come ye very nigh. And, singers, do ye strengthen and increase this man. Hither come every animal: with this man let all wealth abide. 3. All river founts that blend their streams for ever inexhaustible— With all these confluent streams of mine we make abundant riches flow. 4. All streams of melted butter, and all streams of water and of    milk With all these confluent streams of mine we make abundant riches flow.