Buddhas are made happy by the joy of beings.
They sorrow, they lament when beings suffer.
By bringing joy to beings, then, I please the Buddhas also;
By wounding them, I wound the Buddhas too.
Just as there's no sensual delight
To please the mind of one whose body burns in fire,
There is no way to please the great compassionate ones
While we ourselves are causes of another's pain.
The great compassionate lords consider as themselves
All beings - there's no doubt of this.
Those whom I perceive as beings are Buddhas in themselves;
How can I not treat them with respect?
For patience in samsāra brings such things
As beauty, health , and good renown.
Its fruit is great longevity,
The vast contentment of a universal king.
A Guide to the Bodhisattva's Way of Life,
Chapter 6 "Patience"
Verses , 122 , 123, 126, 134