Verse 12

⁸Seeing that work of the lord of hindrances, the Lord then, whose might none can get past, whose purpose is never idle, made himself the body of a tortoise, wonderful and huge, went into the water and lifted the mountain up. ⁹Seeing the great mountain risen again, the gods and antigods set themselves once more to the churning. He held it on his back, which spread a hundred thousand leagues, like some other great island. ¹⁰The mountain, shaken by the arm-strength of the lords of gods and antigods, went round and round on his back; and the first tortoise, who cannot be measured, bearing that turning, took it for the scratching of a limb.

¹¹So Visnu entered the antigods in an antigod shape, rousing their strength and vigour, and kindled the hosts of gods in a shape of the gods; and the king of snakes he entered in a shape that took his feeling from him. ¹²Above the lord of mountains, like some other mountain king, the thousand-armed one pressed down with his hand and stood there; and in the sky Brahma and Bhava and Indra and the chief ones praised him and rained flowers upon him.