Four hymns in Vasishtha's voice. He searches his heart, asks the sages, and is told Varuna is angry. He asks what his transgression was, blames wine, dice, anger and thoughtlessness, and asks to be freed from his own and his fathers' sins like a calf from its cord. He remembers sailing with Varuna to mid-ocean, swinging on the waves, being made a rishi, and entering the god's thousand-doored house, and asks where that friendship has gone. The last hymn, with its refrain asking for mercy, begs not to enter the house of clay yet.
A hymn on Varuna's all-seeing rule. He sees the man who thinks he acts in secret; where two sit whispering he is present as the third. Earth and sky are his, the two oceans are his loins and he is in the smallest drop. His thousand-eyed envoys come down from heaven; he has counted the blinks of men's eyes. His snares, three sets of seven, are asked to catch the liar and spare the truthful, and the hymn closes as a binding spell against a named enemy.
What is different here:
No Vasishtha and no friendship: the same watching god and the same fetters, but turned outward as a charm against a liar instead of inward as a confession.