Lyrics for “Your Work” compared with literal and poetical translations of the Dhammapada.
more info is at Dhammapada Songs: Liner Notes.
|The Dhammapada, translated
by Acharya Buddharakkhita, 1985.
(read at Access to Insight)
rendered by Thomas Byrom, 1976.
| Dhammapada Songs #2,
by R Ferriss, 2017.
(read/listen at Bandcamp)
157. If one holds oneself dear, one should diligently watch oneself. Let the wise man keep vigil during any of the three watches of the night.
158. One should first establish oneself in what is proper; then only should one instruct others. Thus the wise man will not be reproached.
159. One should do what one teaches others to do; if one would train others, one should be well controlled oneself. Difficult, indeed, is self-control.
160. One truly is the protector of oneself; who else could the protector be? With oneself fully controlled, one gains a mastery that is hard to gain.
161. The evil a witless man does by himself, born of himself and produced by himself, grinds him as a diamond grinds a hard gem.
162. Just as a single creeper strangles the tree on which it grows, even so, a man who is exceedingly depraved harms himself as only an enemy might wish.
163. Easy to do are things that are bad and harmful to oneself. But exceedingly difficult to do are things that are good and beneficial.
164. Whoever, on account of perverted views, scorns the Teaching of the Perfected Ones, the Noble and Righteous Ones — that fool, like the bamboo, produces fruits only for self destruction.
165. By oneself is evil done; by oneself is one defiled. By oneself is evil left undone; by oneself is one made pure. Purity and impurity depend on oneself; no one can purify another.
166. Let one not neglect one’s own welfare for the sake of another, however great. Clearly understanding one’s own welfare, let one be intent upon the good.
Love yourself and watch –
Today, tomorrow, always.
First establish yourself in the way,
To straighten the crooked
You are your only master.
Willfully you have fed
By your own folly
How hard it is to serve yourself,
The kashta reed dies when it bears fruit.
Mischief is yours.
You are the source
No one purifies another.
Never neglect your work
Your work is to discover your work
Your work is to find your work
and then to do your work
with all your heart.
Your work is no one else’s work
Sorrow lives within you.
But happiness is in there too.
Love yourself like nobody else can love you