Translation:Qolasta/Oxford Collection/Part 1/Prayer 21


 * XXI.
 * At the top of the pure....,
 * by the wondrous light,
 * I looked out and beheld the great shoot
 * planted from the great Jordan of the first life.
 * Wondrous is its voice,
 * lovely its fragrance,
 * bright, shining and sublime its form.


 * And life is victorious.

Transcription

 * ˁl riš kimṣa dakia
 * luatẖ ḏ-pasimka šania
 * ˁstkit hzitẖ l-nibṭa sagia
 * ḏ-mn iardna rba ḏ-hiia qadmaiia ˁtinṣib
 * šanai qalẖ u-basim rihẖ
 * u-dmutẖ baira u-mitrauriba
 * u-hiia zakin
 * s_____a