
Though little he recites the Sacred Texts,
But puts the precepts into practice,
Forsaking lust, hatred and delusion,
With right knowledge, with mind well freed,
Cling to nothing here or hereafter,
He has a share in religious life.

Though much he recites the Sacred Texts,
But acts not accordingly, the heedless man
Is like the cowherd who counts others' kine;
He has no share in religious life.

Here he is happy, hereafter he is happy,
In both worlds the well-doer is happy;
Thinking; 'Good have I done', thus he is happy.
Furthermore he is happy,
When gone to the state of bliss.

Here he laments, hereafter he laments,
In both worlds the evil-doer laments;
Thinking; 'Evil have I done', thus he laments.
Furthermore he laments,
When gone to a state of woe.

Here he rejoices, hereafter he rejoices,
In both worlds the well-doer rejoices;
He rejoices, exceedingly rejoices,
Seeing his own pure deeds.

Here he grieves, hereafter he grieves,
In both worlds the evil-doer grieves;
He mourns, he is afflicted,
Beholding his own impure deeds.

Even as rain gets not into an well-thatched house,
Even so lust penetrates not an well-developed mind.

Even as rain gets into an ill-thatched house,
Even so lust penetrates an undeveloped mind.

Knowing the essential as the essential,
And the unessential as the unessential,
They who feed on right thoughts as such
Achieve the essential.

In the unessential they imagine the essential,
In the essential they see the unessential;
They who feed on wrong thoughts as such
Never achieve the essential.

But he who has discarded defilements,
Firmly established in moral precepts,
Possessed of self-control and truth,
Is indeed worthy of the yellow robe.

Whosoever, not freed from defilements,
Without self-control and truthfulness,
Should put on the yellow robe-He is not worthy of it.

As the wind does not overthrow a rocky mount,
So Mara indeed does not overpower him
Who lives unattached to sense pleasures,
Who lives with his senses well-controlled,
Who knows moderation in his food,
And who is full of faith and high vitality.

As the wind overthrows a weak tree,
So does Mara overpower him
Who lives attached to sense pleasures,
Who lives with his sense uncontrolled,
Who knows not moderation in his food,
And who is indolent and in active.

The common people know not
That in this quarrel they will perish,
But those who realize this truth
Have their quarrels calmed thereby.
At any time in this world,
Hatred never ceases by hatred,
But through non-hatred it ceases.
Thisis an eternal law.
"He abused me, he beat me,
He defeated me, he robbed me',
In those who harbour such thoughts
Hatred never ceases
"He abused me, he beat me,
He defeated me, he robbed me',
In those who harbour such thoughts
Hatred never ceases
Mind foreruns all mental conditions,
Mind is chief, mind-made are they;
If one speaks or acts with a pure mind,
Then happiness follows him.
Mind foreruns all mental conditions,
Mind is chief, mind-made are they;
If one speaks or acts with a wiked mind,
Then suffering will follows him
Even as the wheel, the hoof of the ox.