Save the mighty armed Bhishma and myself through the prowess of the sage (Vyasa). O ruler of men, great was the flurry that was then found among the Gods, As they thought of the fall of Bhishma, that favorite of all the worlds. Then hearing those words of the celestial, that hero of great ascetic wealth, viz.,
ऋते भीष्मं महाबाहुं मां चापि मुनितेजस॥ सम्भ्रमश्च महानासीत् त्रिदशानां विशाम्पते। पतिष्यति स्थाद् भीष्मे सर्वलोकप्रिये तदा॥ इति देवगणानां च वाक्यं श्रुत्वा महातपाः।