Chorus:
Way out west, in Amitabha's country
Way out west, in Amitabha's land
Lotus-born folks, Buddhas soon will be
Since Amitabha's took them by the hand.

Way out west, where the birds speak the Dharma
Way out west, 'cross the sea of pain
Amitabha's light will purify your karma
And all you gotta do is say his name
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Don't look to the past, it's over and done
Don't look to the future, it has not come
Be here in the present with his name in your mind
Amitabha's light makes everything work fine.

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When heaven gains the one
It's clear and clean
When earth gains the one
She's so serene
When people gain the one
They're truly free
When all things gain the one
They come into being

The Way gave rise to one
And the one gave rise to two
Two gave rise to three
And all things came to be
If all of heaven's mysteries
You would like to know
First you have to learn how to make
The Magic Circle close

Return the many to the one
The rivers to the sea
Then you turn the one around
"Till its round as it can be
When there is no obstacle
There can be no fear
So sit inside your Magic Circle
Now, and disappear

When heaven gains the one
It's clear and clean
When earth gains the one
She's so serene
When people gain the one
They're truly free
When all things gain the one
They come into being

GREAT IS THE JOY

They say that one who sees
With eyes like blazing wisdom suns
The suffering of all beings
Will weep for evil he has done
Who would have guessed the Buddha's light
Illumines the place beyond space and time?
Who would have guessed that all along
The treasure of his wisdom lies within your own mind?

Great is the joy
Great is the joy
Great is the joy within my heart

What you are is what you have done
What you do, you will become
Don't keep looking for what you never lost
Turn the light around, take yourself across
The sea of suffering is deep and wide
A turn of the head is the other side

The sea of suffering is deep and wide
A turn of the head is the other side

Great is the joy
Great is the joy
Great is the joy within my heart

Heaven's image shining clear
Now on earth its shape appears
Thunder, lightning, clouds on high
Sun and moon move through the sky.

Now the dark and now the light
Now the day and now the night
Summer, winter, fall and spring
Mother of ten thousand things.

Far beyond the earth and sky
There remains a final "why"
But those who speak they do not know
It's yours in silence to behold.

Heaven's image shining clear
Now on earth its shape appears
But those who speak they do not know
It's yours in silence to behold.