An impure teaching appeared, conceived by defiled people. Open this door to the freedom from death! Let them hear the Teaching, discovered by the Pure One. Just as one standing on a rocky mountain top Would see the people all around, Just so, All-seeing Wise One, Ascend the temple of the Truth. Being rid of sorrow, look upon the people, Sunk in grief, overcome by birth and old age. Stand up, Victorious Hero!