O ye who look to enter in through Discipline to Bliss, Ye shall not stray from out the way, if ye remember this: Ye shall not waste a weary hour, nor hope for Hope in vain, If ye persist with will until self-righteousness is slain.
If through the mist of mortal eyes,deluded, ye discern That ye are holier than these, ye have the whole to learn!If ye are tied with tangled pride Know then, your purest thoughts deny the Truth ye never saw! If ye resent in discontent the searchlight of reproof,
Preferring praise, ye waste your days at sin's not Soul's behoof! Each gain for self denies the Self that knows the self is vain. Who crowns accomplishment with pride must build the whole again!
But if, at each ascending step, more clearly ye perceive That he must kill the lower will,who would the world relieve And they are last who would be first, their effort thrown away;
Be patient then and persevere. Ye tread the Middle Way! "