They pretend to prostrate in front of Deities,
But turn ruthless when they are out of the gate.
They curry favors with those who are magnates,
So that they may adulate the rogues.
By mercy, we talk about the worst-case scenarios,
We spare or tolerate no one for their transgression,
Often seen at pagodas are confessions,
But they created so many swindles.
Seeing the earthling cheat the Supernatural,
We are disappointed with the Lower Age.
Remorse is not a peculiar case,
That is a promise to ameliorate mentally.
Buddha only considers one’s veracity,
But Incense, Lamp,Tea, Fruit or other.
Funeral rituals contrive many joss papers,
That fly Westward and tell what stories?
For the sangha’s such unusual activities,
We always admonish them, but they don’t give up.
Our genuine message resembles a mockery,
But we have by no means made such a travesty.
Seeing their mistakes, we offered a few words,
But we never meant to deride sangha lords.
It is crucial to read and do what sutras say,
To our sangha, do not let yourselves go astray!
Meditate to set your mind as quiet as a lake,
Think over and over again which way to take.
Day or night, to recite Amitabha Buddha,
Remember those Six Words by heart.
And you become honest and forgo badness,
You owe your happiness to your steadfastness.
Moral practice is not about to win or to retreat,
But about maintaining its steady progress.
Predestination reading causes us a lot of anxiety,
A pity for the people soon to face their tragedy.
The Master loses His disciples without guidance,
As if ducklings sought chickens’ assistance.
You must get to the bottom of the matter,
Quickly grab the root which you decipher.
Lest you should cry before the Buddha,
You could not go home with your messy karma.
You will see evil spirits from all over,
For your vices, no one likes to be your rescuer.
There was a deluge in the year of Fire Ox,
Again this year occurs the same shock.
This calamity is to awaken people,
That the world is predestined almost terminal.
Today’s young generation is too haughty,
For civilisation tempts the human species.
From now on, they laugh once, but cry ten times,
Lest they treat Buddha and Saints with jibes.
The Satanic Way is actually ramified,
You should avoid it so soon as it is identified.
For the latter days the disasters will occur,
You should carefully listen to Our augur.
Their boats will slide with full-blown sails,
When they're lost at large, no more chorus but wails.
Those practicers who yet crave opulence,
And power are the betrayors of public credence.
Once upon a time, there was King Liang Wu Di,
Who had founded pagodas across the country.
When he died in his castle of being hungry,
Buddha did not save him for his remaining cruelty.
The way to practice is like to knit a bamboo basket,
Doing it well you will ride the Luan carriage.
Whoever heard it should early prepare,
Lest they bear the brunt of seeming jobseekers.
Return to your root and put your act together,
You will catch up with Tao only if you step quicker.
If, from dusk to dawn, you persist in your prayers,
You will be granted a seat on the Pearl Stage.
Sentient beings are like cocks disadvantaged,
Which only know how to wait to be salvaged.
This Age is widespread with evil spirits,
As the Heaven Gate opens, the Satan exits.
Thus we embark on a mission to save the people,
Lest so many suffer from too big a debacle.
The Satan will travel in mid-air travel,
It also knows the particulars of people.
It tries different ways to entrance them,
Out on the streets, It knows their names.
We don't care whether you believe in Us or not,
But Our teaching mission has been mammoth.
Each time Shakyamuni Buddha used to meditate,
The Patriarch had been teased by the Spirit.
But It never succeeded in shaking His mind,
Thus It vowed to forever disturb mankind.
To our sangha lords and fellow buddhists,
Try to be steadfast, genuine humanists.
Predicament will be followed by happiness,
By then you will be happy with your wishes.
Modern girls boast their appearance on streets,
Forsaking all their ancestral creeds.
They differ from our country’s ancient characters,
Thus, from varied tortures, they must suffer.
Boys and girls should read our country’s history,
For the role models of loyalty and chastity.
Cultivate your inner self whose beauty is real,
The appearance you care for is only piecemeal.
Our teaching not well received makes Us fiery,
Our listeners from the world over ain't many.
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