ayā rucā hariṇyā punāno viśvā dveṣāṃsi tarati svayugvabhiḥ sūro na svayugvabhiḥ dhārā sutasya rocate punāno aruṣo hariḥ viśvā yad rūpā pariyāty ṛkvabhiḥ saptāsyebhir ṛkvabhiḥ
With this his golden splendour purifying him, he with his own allies subdues all enemies, as Sara with his own allies. Cleansing himself with stream of juice he shines forth yellow-hued and red, when with the praisers he encompasses all forms, with praisers having seven mouths.