Merit

There are infinite chants dedicating merit, some brief and some long. This is from the Theravada Forest Monk tradition:

May all beings always live happily,
free from animosity.
May all share in the blessings
springing from the good I have done.

From Tibetan Buddhism, here is a short dedication attributed to Nagarjuna:

By this merit may all attain omniscience.
May it defeat the enemy, wrongdoing.
From the stormy waves of birth, old age, sickness and death;
From the ocean of samsara, may I free all beings!

"The Abbott, then just a monk, was sitting in a graveyard and meditating, as Buddhists will sometimes do. He was broken out of his reverie by the sounds of children laughing. The laughter seemed to be coming from underneath the ground. Perturbed, he went to investigate and found that the sounds were floating out of a storm drain. Some kids must have been playing near the opening of the sewer and it was carrying their voices, he reasoned. He went back to his meditation.

Ten years later, he was living in a small cabin to the far north of the province, far away from any sort of civilization. One day, a couple of hikers in their early twenties happened across the cabin and he invited them to stay the night. They agreed, and over dinner, he found himself telling the story of the kids playing in the sewer near the graveyard. The two young people gaped, and told him that they had been those kids playing near the graveyard, all those years ago.

“One of life’s little miracles,” the Abbott said, with a twinkle in his eye."