There tears of yours which I hold in my hands, even they will become maladies, starting into existence from the creatures themselves. They will destroy men whose lifetime has been exhausted. No sin will hang on you. Do not be frightened.
स्ते व्याधयः प्राणिनामात्मजाताः। ते मारयिष्यन्ति नरान् गतासून् नाधमस्ते भविता मास भैषीः॥