As the Sun rises, let thy sore disease and yellowness depart. We compass and surround thee with the colour of a ruddy ox.
With ruddy hues we compass thee that thou mayst live a leng- thened life: So that this man be free from harm, and cast his yellow tint away.
Devatyās that are red of hue, yea, and the ruddy-coloured kine, Each several form, each several force—with these we compass thee about.
To parrots and to starlings we transfer thy sickly yellowness: Now in the yellow-coloured birds we lay this yellowness of thine.
