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(6)INFINITE LOVE AND WISDOM. (7)WHEEL OF LIFE. (9)THE BODHI TREE



(6)INFINITE LOVE AND WISDOM

                Ancient Chant   Victor Wee

We clothe ourselves, safely round,

With Infinity love and wisdom,

With love, with love,

With infinite love and wisdom.

 

(7)WHEEL OF LIFE

                                           TanHuatChye

How high is the mountain,

How deep is the sea,

How long will man learn to live.

How blue is the ocean.

How green is the leaf.

How long will man learn to be free.

 

CHORUS:

       For you shall not go

       Round and round again

       In the wheel of life;

       And you shall not go

       Down and down again,

       With your fruitless strive.

 

How long is the night

To the sleepless one,

Waiting for the morn to come,

How long is the road.

To the weary one,

Carrying on the route that he can’t

 

(CHORUS and repeat verse 1)

 

(8)WHY

                                           Tan Huat Chye

Why must they all lie?

Why must they deny?

The words that He had said,

And the Eightfold Way.

Why do they close their minds

And choose to be so blind?

Thro’s birth, and death and change,

       Round they will go again.

CHORUS:

Round and round they’ll go again,

Round they’ll go again.

Down and down they’re burnt in flames,

Down they’ll go in pain.

 

Why do they deafen their ears?

Why do they not hear?

The words of love and peace,

From the Master’s seat.

Why have they blinded their eyes

To the tears of life?

And round they’re bound in chains,

Round they’ll go in pain.

(CHORUS)

 

Why must they all fight?

Why must they all strive

So hard and heedlessly

In Samsara Sea?

Why do they find no delight

In the Dhamma’s light?

And evil falls like rains,

In pain they go again.

(CHORUS)

 

(9)THE BODHI TREE

                              Sujatha Hettiarachchi

In the forest dense and wild

Providing shade for fierce and mild,

Beloved by both man and child,

The Holy Bodhi Stands.

 

In the city’s sun-browned heart

Where the highways meet and part,

Beneath whose shade the sparrows dart

The Holy Bodhi stands.

 

Down the river’s fertile shore

Where young meet for Dhamma’s lore

Enshrined within a pilgrim door,

The Holy Bodhi stands.

 

Years by thousands have gone by

Since that Indian  Prince did sigh,

And where became The Buddha high,

The Holiest Bodhi stands!

 



  

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