Atharva Veda · 194 of 724

HYMN XXVI

To Affliction 1. Let me go free, O Misery: do thou, the mighty, pity us.   Set me uninjured in the world of happiness, O Misery. 2. From thee, from thee who fliest not from us, O Misery, we fly.   Then at the turning of the paths let Misery fall on someone else. 3. May the immortal, thousand eyed, dwell otherwhere apart from    us.   Let him afflict the man we hate: smite only him who is our foe.