The Rig Veda/Mandala 7/Hymn 89

1. LET me not yet, King Varuna, enter into the house of clay:
     Have mercy, spare me, Mighty Lord.
2. When, Thunderer! I move along tremulous like a wind-blown skin,
     Have mercy, spare me, Mighty Lord.
3. O Bright and Powerful God, through want of strength I erred and went astray
     Have mercy, spare me, Mighty Lord.
4. Thirst found thy worshipper though he stood in the midst of water-fijods:
     Have mercy, spare me, Mighty Lord.
5. O Varuna, whatever the offence may be which we as men commit against the heavenly host,
     When through our want of thought we violate thy laws, punish us not, O God, for that iniquity.