YE Devas, raise up once more the man whom ye have humbled and brought low.

O Devas, restore to life again the man who hatb committed sin.

Two several winds are blowing here, from Sindhu, from a distant land. May one breathe energy to thee, the other blow disease away.

Hither, O Wind, blow healing balm, blow all disease away, thou Wind; For thou who hast all medicine comest as envoy of the Devas.

I am come nigh to thee with balms to give thee rest and keep thee safe. I bring thee blessed strength, I drive thy weakening malady away.

Here let the Devas deliver him, the Devas’ band deliver him: All things that be deliver him that he be freed from his disease.

The Waters have their healing power, the Waters drive disease away. The Waters have a balm for all: let them make medicine for thee.

The tongue that leads the voice precedes. Then with our ten-fold branching hands, with these two chasers of disease we stroke thee with a gentle touch.