Bhagavad Gita 11.21

अमी हि त्वं सुरसघा विश्न्ति केचिद्भिता: प्रांजलयो घृणन्ति |
स्वस्तियुक्त्वा महर्षिसिद्धङ्गा: स्तुवन्ति त्वां स्तुतिभि: पुष्कलाभि:

Translation

All the celestial gods are taking Your shelter by entering into You. In awe, some are praising You with folded hands. The great sages and perfected beings are extolling You with auspicious hymns and profuse prayers.