Rig Veda 5.85

pra samrāje bṛhad arcā gabhīram brahma priyaṃ varuṇāya śrutāya vi yo jaghāna śamiteva carmopastire pṛthivīṃ sūryāya

Sing forth a hymn sublime and solemn, grateful to glorious. Varuna, imperial Ruler, Who hath struck out, like one who slays the victim, earth as a skin to spread in front of Surya.

hṛtsu kratuṃ varuṇo apsv agniṃ divi sūryam adadhāt somam adrau

In the tree-tops the air he hath extended, put milk in kine and vigorous speed in horses, Set intellect in hearts, fire in the waters, Surya in heaven and Soma on the mountain.

nīcīnabāraṃ varuṇaḥ kabandham pra sasarja rodasī antarikṣam tena viśvasya bhuvanasya rājā yavaṃ na vṛṣṭir vy unatti bhūma

Varuna lets the big cask, opening downward, flow through the heaven and earth and air's mid-region. Therewith the universe's Sovran waters earth as the shower of rain bedews the barley.

unatti bhūmim pṛthivīm uta dyāṃ yadā dugdhaṃ varuṇo vaṣṭy ād it sam abhreṇa vasata parvatāsas taviṣīyantaḥ śrathayanta vīrāḥ

When Varuna is fain for milk he moistens the sky, the land, and earth to her foundation. Then straight the mountains clothe them in the rain-cloud: the Heroes, putting forth their vigour, loose them.

imām ū ṣv āsurasya śrutasya mahīm māyāṃ varuṇasya pra vocam māneneva tasthivāṁ antarikṣe vi yo mame pṛthivīṃ sūryeṇa

I will declare this mighty deed of magic, of glorious Varuna the Lord Immortal, Who standing in the firmament hath meted the earth out with the Sun as with a measure.

imām ū nu kavitamasya māyām mahīṃ devasya nakir ā dadharṣa ekaṃ yad udnā na pṛṇanty enīr āsiñcantīr avanayaḥ samudram

None, verily, hath ever let or hindered this the most wise God's mighty deed of magic, Whereby with all their flood, the lucid rivers fill not one sea wherein they pour their waters.

aryamyaṃ varuṇa mitryaṃ vā sakhāyaṃ vā sadam id bhrātaraṃ vā veśaṃ vā nityaṃ varuṇāraṇaṃ vā yat sīm āgaś cakṛmā śiśrathas tat

If we have sinned against the man who loves us, have ever wronged a brother, friend, or comrade, The neighbour ever with us, or a stranger, O Varuna, remove from us the trespass.

kitavāso yad riripur na dīvi yad vā ghā satyam uta yan na vidma sarvā tā vi ṣya śithireva devādhā te syāma varuṇa priyāsaḥ

If we, as gamesters cheat at play, have cheated, done wrong unwittingly or sinned of purpose, Cast all these sins away like loosened fetters, and, Varuna let us be thine own beloved.