Srimat Sitaramanjaneyam

When hanuman was rushing in service of Rama, the gods of heavens showered flowers on him and sages sang his praise. The very sun shone soothingly to help him in his errand and the wind blew softly and pleasantly drinking his sweat. True indeed the world will applaud one bent in service for a noble cause.

Espying Hanuman serving the cause of Rama, hailing of the family of Iksvakus, and recapitulating the indefatigable service of a former descendent of the same family named Sagara, which brought him into existence, the ocean bethought himself that it was time for him to redeem his debt to that family. The ocean bethought himself, "If I do not render my service to Hanuman, the world will indeed construe me ungrateful. Reflecting thus in his mind, the ocean wanted to effect happiness somehow unto Hanuman, who was now very tired.

Hence he told the mount Svarna Nabha, hidden in his bosom, "Dear friend! Remember that your friend, the wind threw you into my waters to hide you from the wrath of Indra, the lord of the heavens when he was mercilessly cutting off the wings of all mountains. Hence, now, offer your services to the son of your friend, Hanuman, now at the nick of the moment. Since Hanuman is now bent in the service of Rama, raise your peaks up for him to rest a while, because he is tired now.