Verse 4

⁴Who will hold the force of me as I fall to the floor of the earth? Otherwise, king, I shall split the ground open and go down into the world below. ⁵And another thing. I do not want to go to the earth. Men will scrub their wrong off in me. Where am I then to wash that wrong away? Think about that, king. ⁶The good, who have renounced, who are calm, who are settled in Brahman and make the world clean, carry the wrong away by the touch of their bodies; for Hari, who breaks wrong apart, is present in them. ⁷Rudra will hold your force, he who is the self of all who wear bodies, in whom this whole world is woven across and along, as a cloth is woven in its threads.

⁸Having said this, the king pleased the god Siva by austerity. In a very short time, king, the Lord was well satisfied with him.