Garudapurana 1.214.7

1.214.7

'Om. A hundred, a thousand are your nooses, O Varuṇa, spread out, vast and fit for sacrifice. / May Savitṛ, Viṣṇu, and all the Maruts of fine praise free us from them today. Svāhā.' / Forming a hollow with his hands containing water with 'sumitriyā naḥ', he should discard it to the north, having purified it backwards: / 'Om. May the waters and plants be friendly to us; / may they be unfriendly to him who hates us and whom we hate.'