2. The beams of Pavamana, sent from earth and heaven his ensigns who is ever stedfast, travel round.When on the sieve the golden-hued is cleansed he rests within the jars as one who seats him in his place.
3. O thou who seest all things, sovran as thou art and passing strong, thy rays encompass every form.Pervading with thy natural powers thou flowest on, and as the whole world's Lord, O Soma, thou art King.