མགོ་དང་ལག་པ་དང་ནི་རྐང་པས་ཀྱང་། །
{55} “It would be difficult to repay your kindness Even with one’s hands, feet, and head; Even if one were to carry you on one’s head and shoulders For as many eons as sand grains in the Ganges; {56} “Even if one were to give meals, food, drink, and clothes, Bedding and seats, and stainless upper robes; Even if one were to give temples constructed from sandalwood, Which are spread with sewn-together calico cloths; {57} “Even if one were to always make offerings to the Sugata Of many different kinds of medicine when there is sickness For as many eons as there are sand grains in the Ganges— Even that would never be able to repay your kindness.
Light, Reality, Assembly