Near Sāvatthī in Jeta’s Grove. “Once upon a time, mendicants, Sakka, lord of gods, addressed his chariot handler Mātali, ‘My dear Mātali, harness the chariot with its team of a thousand thoroughbreds. We will go to a park and see the scenery.’
‘Yes, lord,’ replied Mātali. He harnessed the chariot and informed Sakka, ‘Good fellow, the chariot with its team of a thousand thoroughbreds has been harnessed. Please go at your convenience.’ Then Sakka descended from the Palace of Victory, raised his cupped palms, and revered the mendicant Saṅgha.
So Mātali the chariot handler addressed Sakka in verse: ‘It’s these who should worship you, namely the humans stuck in their putrid bodies, sunk in a carcass,
they proceed without concern. They hoard no goods in storerooms, nor in pots or baskets. They seek food prepared by others,
PL
anapekkhā vajanti te. Na tesaṁ koṭṭhe openti, na kumbhi na kaḷopiyaṁ; Paraniṭṭhitamesānā,
EN
and, true to their vows, live on that. The attentive, whose words are full of wisdom, live peacefully and quietly. Gods fight with titans,
PL
tena yāpenti subbatā. Sumantamantino dhīrā, tuṇhībhūtā samañcarā; Devā viruddhā asurehi,
EN
and mortals fight each other, Mātali. Not fighting among those who fight, quenched among those who have taken up arms, not grasping among those who grasp:
PL
puthu maccā ca mātali. Aviruddhā viruddhesu, attadaṇḍesu nibbutā; Sādānesu anādānā,
EN
they’re who I worship, Mātali.’ ‘Those who you worship seem to be the best in the world, Sakka. I too will worship
PL
te namassāmi mātalī’ti. ‘Seṭṭhā hi kira lokasmiṁ, ye tvaṁ sakka namassasi; Ahampi te namassāmi,
EN
those who you worship, Vāsava.’ After saying this, Maghavā the chief, king of gods, Sujā’s husband, having worshiped the mendicant Saṅgha,
PL
ye namassasi vāsavā’”ti. Idaṁ vatvāna maghavā, devarājā sujampati; Bhikkhusaṅghaṁ namassitvā,
Near Sāvatthī in Jeta’s Grove. “Once upon a time, mendicants, Sakka, lord of gods, addressed his chariot handler Mātali, ‘My dear Mātali, harness the chariot with its team of a thousand thoroughbreds. We will go to a park and see the scenery.’
‘Yes, lord,’ replied Mātali. He harnessed the chariot and informed Sakka, ‘Good fellow, the chariot with its team of a thousand thoroughbreds has been harnessed. Please go at your convenience.’ Then Sakka descended from the Palace of Victory, raised his cupped palms, and revered the mendicant Saṅgha.
So Mātali the chariot handler addressed Sakka in verse: ‘It’s these who should worship you, namely the humans stuck in their putrid bodies, sunk in a carcass,
they proceed without concern. They hoard no goods in storerooms, nor in pots or baskets. They seek food prepared by others,
PL
anapekkhā vajanti te. Na tesaṁ koṭṭhe openti, na kumbhi na kaḷopiyaṁ; Paraniṭṭhitamesānā,
EN
and, true to their vows, live on that. The attentive, whose words are full of wisdom, live peacefully and quietly. Gods fight with titans,
PL
tena yāpenti subbatā. Sumantamantino dhīrā, tuṇhībhūtā samañcarā; Devā viruddhā asurehi,
EN
and mortals fight each other, Mātali. Not fighting among those who fight, quenched among those who have taken up arms, not grasping among those who grasp:
PL
puthu maccā ca mātali. Aviruddhā viruddhesu, attadaṇḍesu nibbutā; Sādānesu anādānā,
EN
they’re who I worship, Mātali.’ ‘Those who you worship seem to be the best in the world, Sakka. I too will worship
PL
te namassāmi mātalī’ti. ‘Seṭṭhā hi kira lokasmiṁ, ye tvaṁ sakka namassasi; Ahampi te namassāmi,
EN
those who you worship, Vāsava.’ After saying this, Maghavā the chief, king of gods, Sujā’s husband, having worshiped the mendicant Saṅgha,
PL
ye namassasi vāsavā’”ti. Idaṁ vatvāna maghavā, devarājā sujampati; Bhikkhusaṅghaṁ namassitvā,
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