I call for help on Savitri, the brightest god.
2.
Approaching on the darkest path of heaven,
Setting to rest both mortal and immortal,
God Savitri, on golden chariot standing,
Comes hither and beholdeth all creation.
3.
The brilliant god moves upward and moves downward,
The worshipful, drawn by his brilliant racers,
And from afar god Savitri approaches,