Those desiring speedily to be

A refuge for themselves and others,

Should make the interchange of “I” and “other,”

And thus embrace a sacred mystery. 

All the joy the world contains

Has come through wishing happiness for others,

All the misery the world contains

Has come through wanting pleasure for oneself. 

May I be the doctor and the medicine

And may I be the nurse

For all the sick beings in the world

Until everyone is healed. 

Shantideva