Morning Gatha
Early in the morning We our voices raise
To the gentle Teacher Hymns of joy and praise
Let Thy  holy temple Now with joy resound
Glory to Lord Buddha Who Nirvana found
Here each child shall offer Heart’s devotion true
Promising forever Righteous deeds to do
Here before His Image Blossoms rare we place
Emblems true of beauty Purity and Grace
May our deeds like flowers  Sweetest perfume give
Our Religion Preaching By the lives  we live.
The  End May you be well and happy ! With Metta, Bro. Oh Teik Bin

Morning Gatha