Atharva Veda 6.93: A prayer for protection from poison

Yama, Death direly fatal, the Destroyer, with his black crest, Sarva the tawny archer, And all the Gods uprisen with their army, may these on every side avoid our heroes.

With mind, burnt offerings, butter, and libation, to royal Bhava and the archer Sarva, To these the worshipful I pay my worship: may they turn else-where things with deadly venom.

Save us, All-Gods and all-possessing Maruts, from murderous stroke and things that slay with poison.
Pure is the might of Varuna, Agni, Soma. May Vāta's and Parjanya's favour bless us.