I was a learned mantra-knower
who had mastered the three Vedas.
I lived in an ashram back then,
not far from the Himalayas.I had offerings for the fire
and some white-lotus-fruits as well;
having placed these in a bag, I’d
hung them on the top of a tree.Padumuttara, World-Knower,
Sacrificial Recipient,
with a wish for my upliftment,
came up to me while begging alms.Happy, and with a happy heart,
producing supreme joyfulness,
conveying pleasure to the world,
I gave the Buddha my fruit.The Golden-Colored Sambuddha,
Sacrificial Recipient,
the Teacher, standing in the sky,
then uttered this verse \[about me:“Because of this gift of some fruit
with intention and firm resolve,
for one hundred thousand aeons
he’ll come to know no bad rebirth.”By means of just those wholesome roots,
I did experience happiness.
I’ve attained the unshaking state
beyond all conquest and defeat.In the seventh aeon ago
I was the king, Sumaṅgala,
a wheel-turner with great power,
possessor of the seven gems.The four analytical modes,
and these eight deliverances,
six special knowledges mastered,
I have done what the Buddha taught!
Thus indeed Venerable Phaladāyaka Thera spoke these verses.
The legend of Phaladāyaka Thera is finished.