Verse 51

⁴⁶He was shining with a body long joined to a fierce austerity, and yet not worn thin, because of the loving sidelong look of the Bhagavan and the hearing of those words of his, drops of nectar and deathlessness. ⁴⁷Coming near, he found him tall, with eyes like lotus petals, his hair matted and his clothing bark, grimy from having gone unwashed, like a gem that has not been worked. ⁴⁸Then, when the god among men had come to the leaf hut and bowed before him, he welcomed him and received him with the honours that were fitting. ⁴⁹When the king had taken the honours and was sitting there, holding himself in, the sage pleased him, and, remembering what the Bhagavan had said, spoke in a smooth voice.

⁵⁰Lord, your going about is surely for the guarding of the good and for the killing of the bad, since you are the power of Hari that protects. ⁵¹You who in due place take on the forms of the sun and the moon, of fire and Indra and the wind, of Yama, of Dharma and of Varuna: to you, white one, salutation.