99. Music earthly and celestial sounds,
Both these to-day send forth their strains,—verily thou shalt be Buddha.
100. Flowers of every hue rain down from the sky,
This day they are seen,—verily thou shalt be Buddha.
101. The mighty ocean bends itself, ten thousand worlds are shaken,
This day they both send up their roar,—verily thou shalt be Buddha.
102. In hell the fires of ten thousand worlds die out,
This day these fires are quenched,—verily thou shalt be Buddha.
103. Unclouded is the sun and all the stars are seen,
These things are seen to-day,—verily thou shalt be Buddha.