Knowing this distinction,
Vigilant sages rejoice in vigilance,
And delight in the field of the noble ones.

Absorbed in meditation,
Persevering and always steadfast,
The wise touch Nirvana,
The ultimate rest from toil.

Glory grows for a person who is energetic and mindful,
Pure and considerate in his or her actions,
Restrained and vigilant,
And who lives and practices the Dharma.

Through effort, vigilance, restraint and self-control,
The wise person can become an island that no flood will overwhelm.

Unwise and foolish people give themselves over to negligence.
The wise, however, protect vigilance as their greatest treasure.

Don’t give yourself to negligence and don’t devote yourself only to sensual pleasures.
Rather, be vigilant and absorbed in meditation,
So that you will attain abundant happiness.

Driving away negligence with vigilance,
Ascending the tower of insight and free of sorrow,
A sage observes the sorrowing masses,
As someone standing on a mountain observes
Fools on the ground below.

With vigilance Indra became the greatest of the gods,
Therefore, the gods praise vigilance
And forever reject negligence.

The monastic who delights in vigilance and fears negligence
Will advance like a fire that burns all sorts of impurities.