Atharva Veda 19.2: A hymn to all waters

Blest be the Streams from hills of snow, sweet be spring Waters unto thee.
Sweet be swift-running Waters, sweet to thee be Water of the Rains.

Sweet unto thee be Waters of the waste and Waters of the pool.
Sweet be the Waters dug from earth, to thee, and Waters brought in jars.

To those who delve without a tool to dig, the wise, the deeply moved, To Waters better healers than physicians we address our prayer.

Bathed in the Waters verily divine, in water of the streams, Bathed in the Waters verily, O Horses, be ye fleet and strong.

Blest be the Waters unto thee, suspicious Waters, bringing.
health.
They cure the injured place for thee even as thy comfort craveth it.