Book 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-fjords: 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.