Verse 68

⁶⁸Diti got up and saw the boys, bright as fire, standing together with Indra, and the blameless lady was thoroughly pleased. ⁶⁹Then she said to Indra: Dear one, wanting a child who would be a terror to the sons of Aditi, I kept this vow, which is very hard to keep. ⁷⁰One son was intended. How did they come to be seven times seven? If you know, my son, tell me the truth and not a lie. ⁷¹Mother, having learned what you had resolved on, I came near you, and getting my opening I cut the child up, my mind on my own gain, with no eye for dharma. ⁷²The child was cut by me into seven and there were seven boys; and those too, cut one by one into seven, still did not die.

⁷³Then, seeing that great wonder, I settled it in my mind: this is some attainment that comes along with the worship of the great Person.