No doubt the vainglorious alter their wives,

The Saints pass on meaningful statements.

How many repent with self-assessments?

Ever thinking they’re smarter, disparage others,

They must not grieve later.

As they have to pay for their sinful commissions.

They’re too haughty to see through others’ actions,

Thus they are keen to spout a lot of gossip.

Therefore, they weaken their fellowship,

And no longer share each other’s good ideas.

Who are quick-witted in the Six Provinces,

Should wake up seeking the mystical Tao?

We urge you never to let your solidarity out,

You need cooperation to sow precious seeds.

You must be able to master yourself after you read,

Otherwise, Buddha hardly provides an escort.

Our friendly Ark heads for Enlightenment Port,

The Tao literate should quickly embark,

Things will go past like rolling clouds charge,

Days and months go like a weaver swings.

As soon as dawn breaks, so comes the evening,

Then the old year gives way to the new one.

How fast transpiring is the twelve months,

So too does the world change around.

Affluence is like a floating foam and cloud,

Things swap over again and again.

How many will survive the Sa-Ba Land,

And live beyond a century like Old Banh?

At the Lower Age, people tend to die young,

Like Nhan Hoi , who passed at this age.

Provided We have two meager meals a day,

For self-cultivation’s sake, enjoy being frugal.

Owing to the Jade Emperor’s approval,

You may see the God Investiture on this planet.

He will punish the brute and degenerate,

And reward the accomplished filial and loyal.

These Stanzas are for security avowal,

For the world to enjoy a peace of mind.

In the Southern Peaks , gemstones hide,

Seabed prospecting requires great efforts.

We discern expectations from our commoners,

When you got good seeds, quickly plow plant.

Who tells you that We are the wrong men,

We don’t mind to put up with this slander.

We wish you the following, in a word,

May you all soon enjoy blissful freedom.

End of the Volume IV