ā dakṣiṇā sṛjyate śuṣmy āsadaṃ veti druho rakṣasaḥ pāti jāgṛviḥ harir opaśaṃ kṛṇute nabhas paya upastire camvor brahma nirṇije
The guerdon is bestowed: the Mighty takes his Seat, and, ever-Watchful, guards from fiend and evil sprite. Gold-hued, he makes the cloud his diadem, the milk his carpet in both worlds, and prayer his robe of state.