As a ship,
Upon a vast Ocean of Light...
Pure Light,
Joyful Light,
The Light of Wisdom.

The multitudes of beings all receive such radiance.

As a ship,
With the vow of Great Compassion...
The Light of Compassion,
It grasps, it illumines,
It protects us... always.

We, an Ocean of beings, in this evil age of five defilements.

We, who were like streams...
We became at one with the Ocean.
We, who were like streams...
We became as one in the Ocean.

As a ship,
Softly carried by the winds of Perfect Virtue...
So that the troubled waves,
The waves of our Evil,
Undergo transformation.

(The darkness of our Ignorance is quickly broken through.)

We, who were like streams...
We became at one with the Ocean.
We, who were like streams...
We became as one in the Ocean.

The ice of self-afflicting blind Passion melts,
And becomes the water of Virtues.
Though the light of the Sun is veiled by clouds and mists,
Beneath there is not dark, but brightness.

Likened to the pure Lotus,
The darkness of our Ignorance is already broken through.