úc chvañcasva pr̥thivi mā́ ní bādhathāḥ sūpāyanā́smai bhava sūpavañcanā́ |
mātā́ putráṃ yáthā sicā́ abhy ènam bhūma ūrṇuhi ||
11 Heave thyself, Earth, nor press thee downward heavily: afford him easy access, gently tending him. Cover him, as a mother wraps her skirt about her child, O Earth.