In leisure and pure mind, we improvise,
Humbly addressing Laity and Paradise.
We are a lay practicer working the land,
Self-cultivating while being an peasant.
Far removed from fame and profit rivalry,
We practice mental purity and virtuousity.
From dawn to dusk we focus on right recital,
Though our body is lay, we are spiritual.
Propagating the seeds of Bodhi tree is our goal,
To the Western Land we fetch the honest people.
We urge those who are wayward and unruly,
To recite Six Words and keep Four Duties.
While living in the world, you must be righteous,
Be a Buddha servant and take refuge in Lotus.
Pray for the Tao to spread far and wide,
And for all to ascend the Paradise.
Early to settle down on the Buddha haven,
Lest their worldly lives should be weather-beaten.
A fluttering scent spirals from the shrine,
We kowtow for blessing from the Divine.
Deep compassion and mystical power,
Help us escape from the earthly disaster.
Namo Shakyamuni Suchness Buddha,
Please bear witness, the Sa-Ba World’s Master.
The following is our scripture outline,
For interested men and women to put in mind.
Buddha’s wholesome word should circulate on,
Read it over to ponder if it is right or wrong.
The compassion stanzas are so awe-inspiring,
It eliminates one's desires and sound clinging.
The world drowns in its appearances.
The Pureland Boat of Insights controls desires.
You must grasp the impure nature of Karma,
To avoid evil lust, understand the true Dharma.
Life is too short like a dream that is drudgery,
Be sharp-minded to prevent duplicity.
Buddhas’ haloes shine in ten directions,
Don’t take lightly dharmic instructions.
Reflect on each single symbol and figure,
Do your best to maintain your pure nature.
We embrace mankind with compassion,
Buddhism declines at the immoral recession.
How can a Buddhist sit back watching,
At dawn and dusk, idly in sutra reciting?
Fortunately we have met the Boat of Insight.
How can we selfishly cultivate our mind?
When the Patriarch Bhudda stayed in this world,
He made a great effort to propagate His Word.
His Great Tao circulated across all corners.
The Brahmins all respected Buddhist scholars.
He taught people peace-loving philosophy,
And sowed the seeds of a boundless empathy.
Later on came the era of modernisation,
One vied for the material civilisation.
Thus few are interested in scriptural studies,
To lead the sentient beings from their miseries.
Besides, the world suffers various tumults,
Heretics proliferate their deviant cults.
This has so much shaken people’ confidence,
In the values they have upheld with valiance.
One resorts to influence and ruses,
They seduce and subject others to abuses.
They've done nothing but acquire a fast, big gain,
Regardless of who suffers great pain.
Our eyes have clearly seen improprieties,
Our ears have often heard lulling voices.
The twentieth century now takes over,
That tries to topple all spiritual powers.
The lighthearted are addict thereto once hearing,
That the use of force should be prevailing,
To gain interest, position, power, and fame,
Besmearing benevolent practicers’ names.
These movements are welcome to many people,
As they instigate masses to rise up and bubble.
They deride their own traditional customs,
Labelling religions as the smells of opium.
Whoever tastes it must become addicted,
Will lose their mettle and fighting spirit.
All disputes are solved with physical body,
Without considering the law of causality .
Even though the minds of many are rock solid,
They could not help being highly agitated.
When the Sublime Tao faces erosion,
Its disciples must commit to its promotion.
Small silkworms can build their cocoons,
How can the carefree human not feel shameful?
We appeal to all the members of the sangha,
With the male and female adherents to Buddha.
Strive for self-cultivation and faithfulness,
Propagate the Scriptures in togetherness.
Foster the understanding of Sublime Buddha,
His Merit of loving kindness beyond border.
Eliminate sensory phenomena,
Concern yourself with restoring the great Dharma.
Shakyamuni Buddha must be well known,
For a perilous search for the Tao on his own.
With this story, we are not entirely familiar,
But we share it with our fellows near and far.
For one thing, the old and young should know,
The origin of Buddhism we are about to show.
From the sixth century began the story,
Before the ancient era of Christianity,
Buddhism has not yet distinguished its three yanas,
Under the Year of Zhou Zhao Di in China,
In the Kapilavastu City of India,
There was the Merciful King of Śuddhodana.
His masses lived in peace and prosperity,
The King and his subjects were of integrity.
Queen Maya was graceful and gentle,
Her beauty like spring flowers and pearl.
The other day, the air on her face was merry,
She went bowing and speaking to the Majesty.
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