I saw the Teacher’s ragged robe
stuck up in the top of a tree.
Pressing my hands together then
I worshipped that robe made of rags.

In the ninety-two aeons since
I did that good karma back then,
I’ve come to know no bad rebirth:
the fruit of perceiving Buddha.

In the fourth aeon after that
the Kṣhatriyan Dumasāra
was a wheel-turner with great strength,
victorious on all four sides.

The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!

Thus indeed Venerable Saññaka Thera spoke these verses.

The legend of Saññaka Thera is finished.