HYMN LXXXIV. Prthivi.

1. THOU, of a truth,O Prthivi, bearest the tool that rends the hills:

Thou rich in torrents, who with might quickenest earth, O Mighty One.

2 To thee, O wanderer at will, ring out the lauds with beams of day,

Who drivest, like a neighing steed, the swelling cloud, O bright of hue.

3 Who graspest with thy might on earth. e'en the strong sovrans of the wood,

When from the lightning of thy cloud the rain-floods of the heaven descend.