Be quick to do good
If you are slow,
the mind, delighting in mischief
will catch you.
Turn away from mischief
Again and again, turn away
before sorrow befalls you
Set your heart on doing good
Do it over and over again
and you will be filled with joy
A fool is happy
until his mischief turns against him
and a good man may suffer
until his goodness flowers
Do not make light of your failings
saying, "What are they to me?"
A jug fills drop by drop
so the fool becomes brimful of folly
Do not belittle your virtues
saying, "They are nothing"
A jug fills drop by drop
so the wise man becomes brimful of virtue
As the rich merchant with few servants
shuns a dangerous road
and the man who loves life shuns poison
beware the dangers of folly and mischief
For an unwounded hand may handle poison
the innocent come to no harm
but as dust thrown against the wind
mischief is blown back in the face
Of the fool who wrongs the pure and harmless
some are reborn in hell
some in this world
The good in heaven
But the pure are not reborn
Nowhere!
Not in the sky
nor in the midst of the sea
nor deep in the mountains
Can you hide from your own mischief
not in the sky
not in the midst of the ocean
nor deep in the mountains
Nowhere
can you hide from your own death
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