Verse 37

³¹Then out of the sea being churned by the sons of Kasyapa, who wanted the nectar, great king, there rose up a Person past all wonder. ³²His arms were long and thick as staves, his neck like a conch, his eyes red; he was dark, young, wearing a garland, adorned with every ornament, ³³dressed in yellow, broad-chested, with well-polished jewelled earrings, the ends of his hair smooth and curling, fortunate, with the might of a lion, ³⁴wearing bangles and carrying a jar filled with the nectar. He is plainly born of a portion of a portion of the Bhagavan Visnu, ³⁵known as Dhanvantari, who sees the knowledge of long life and takes his share in the sacrifice. Seeing him, and the jar filled with the nectar, all the demons,

³⁶wanting to have every thing there is, carried the jar off by force. As that jar, the vessel of the nectar, was being taken away by the demons, ³⁷the gods went to Hari for refuge with their minds sunk in them. Seeing that wretchedness of theirs, the Bhagavan, who does what those who serve him want, said: Do not be downcast. By my own maya I will get your end for you, through a quarrel between them.