43 – Admonitions

It is the voice of Manda d’Heyyi, who comes as a judge to the world. He has judged the chief priests and enraged the rulers of the Temple. He judged those, who teach prayer for wages and alms, that were given to them. They were given wages and alms, and they brought them into their treasury and hid them there. They took them to their treasure house and hid them there because the Speech of the Life has gone from their senses.

It is the voice of Manda d’Heyyi, who calls forth and teaches all his friends, “Let me warn you, my brethren, let me warn you, my friends! Let me warn you, my brethren, before the death, which the rulers of the Temple will die. As soon as their mouths open, they die, and when their eyes close, they will be held to account for their souls. For there, they will have to pass a test. There, they will have to pass a test.” He says to them, “Bring to me their teachers, from whom much is demanded, without wanting to give; it brings one down. Bring to me their scholars, who are taught, without wanting to learn.” There, he judged father and son, judged teacher and student, judged mother and daughter, and there he judged mother-in-law and daughter-in-law. There, he judged the servant and his master, and the employee and his employer. All cases are judged, and all are settled, except for the transactions between husband and wife, until the Great [Life] supports him in legal standing, Manda d’Heyyi absolves him, raises him up, and establishes him in the House of Perfection.

Life is exalted and is victorious, and victorious is the man who has gone there!

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42 – The Mysteries

The voice of Manda d’Heyyi is that which calls and enlightens his friends. He tells the righteous elect the mysteries of this world, the world full of mysteries and hints, the world full of mysteries, which no one has yet recognized.
The mystery of the Earth is rest, the mystery of the anvil is Heaven.
The mystery of light is the day, the mystery of darkness is the night […] the living water […]
The mystery of the salt is the soul, the mystery of the sword is fire.
The mystery of death is sleep, the mystery of the world is Adam, the mystery of the First is his son.
The mystery of the vault […] the righteous elect is […]
the mystery of mercy is to shut the eyes and to know a hundred and one.
The mysteries of baptism are to say one thing and to hear [a hundred and one].
The mystery of the pearl is to say one thing and to hear [a hundred and one].
The mystery of love is to shut the eyes on the road and to know [a hundred and one].
The mystery of poverty is to be sent out into the world.
The mystery of the elect is the myrtle, and the mystery of the body is the rose. For just as the myrtle shines freshly, so too do the elect shine, and just as the rose decays, so too does the body decay. The body decays, and the measure of the world becomes full.

From where have you come, truthful man, come, you who lists the abominations of this world?

I am a man from another world, upon whose head the mark is set. The mark is set upon my head, and I bring it up to the Place of Light.

Life is exalted and is victorious, and victorious is the man who has gone there.

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41 – The Iron Shoe (Cont.)

In the name of the Great Life and in the name of the precious Truth.

The man preaches from beyond, and the Spirit answers him from the gates of darkness. She brings gold in baskets, and at the tips of her locks of hair she puts pearls. She goes to him and says, “Stranger! Take from me beloved, precious gold and wonderful pearls, and sing me one of your sublime songs. Bring forth the Voice of the Life, and teach me from the ground up.” But I say to her, “Leave and get away from me, Spirit, who is plotting evil!”

Then Namrus comes along, approaches him, and says, “Strange man, bring your wonderful sermon to me!” But I tell her, “Stay still, Namrus, and keep your scorn to yourself. I am not a bard, whose music keeps the people down. I am a man from another world, an iron shoe am I, whose words and singing are clubs and bats for the Evil Spirit.” “Well,” she says to him, “then may Truth give you healing, good man, and may the word through which you have expressed yourself get healing.”

Life is exalted and is victorious, and victorious is the man who has gone there!

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40 – The Iron Shoe

In the name of the Great Life and in the name of the precious Truth.

An avatar preaches forth from beyond, and the Spirit answers him from the gates of darkness. “Who are you among the avatars,” she asks him, “that your voice is so lovely and your palate is so sweet?” To which I answer her, “May the Shout of the Life be on you, wicked Spirit, Spirit that always seeks evil. I am Radiant Hibel, I’m an iron shoe, an iron shoe am I, that has trampled down the darkness!” There she goes up to him and says, “Take from me the beloved gold and silver, which are worth more than a wife or a child, and sing me some of your lofty songs.” But I say to her, “I’m a well-armed avatar, which is sent against the demons, I’ve come to trample the darkness. A well-armed avatar am I, whom the Life has prepared and sent forth. A well-armed avatar am I, King of the Universe. I am a well-armed avatar, whose power is hard against you. A well-armed avatar am I, who is better armed than any other avatar.”

Life is exalted and is victorious, and victorious is the man who has gone there.

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33 – John and the Angel of Death

John preaches at night, Johannes in the evenings of the night. John preaches in the night and says, “Do I not stand alone? Before my voice, the (heavenly) wheels shake and the (heavenly) chariot is overturned, the storm grows silent and settles down in the wastelands of the Earth, the Sun and the Moon weep and the Earth and Heaven mourn.”

Christ opened his mouth and said to John in Jerusalem, “I asked you, John, about the Great Life and about Sunday, whose name is precious. I asked you, John, about the way that the righteous elect go, without being held back. Tell me, what things resemble the form of the sword of Ṣauriel? Tell me, when the soul leaves the body, with what does she dress, and what things resemble her in the useless body? Is the soul therefore not somewhat like the blood that warms the body and becomes trapped within it? Is the soul therefore not somewhat like the wind, which goes into the mountains, and gets trapped there? Is the soul therefore not somewhat like the dew, which falls on the fruit and gets lost?”

When Jesus said this, John cried out, tears come to him without ceasing, and he says, “Beware, the High Light King seeks a share of the murkiness. The soul is not like blood, which they heats up the body and become blocked. The soul is not like the dew, which falls on the fruit and gets lost. The soul is not like the wind, which goes to the mountains and becomes blocked. The soul is wrapped tightly within the useless body. When the soul has survived intact, it rises up in a garb of radiance.”

The sword of Ṣauriel consists of three flames. When he drives her in a hurry, to carry her off, he releases the three flames against her. One he releases against them in the evening, the other at the cock’s crow, and the third he releases against them at the coming of the rays. When the fire begins to blaze, the soul glides from the feet and knees. From the feet and knees, she glides and approaches the hip. Then she leaves the hip, penetrating to the heart and seeks to grab hold of a place there. Then she drops into his chest and presses them (?)

The eyes, face and lips of people registered a twitch, and the tongue rolls back and forth. Ṣauriel then sat down on her eyebrows , and said to her, “Leave, soul! Why do you still guard the body?” Because she says to him, “You want me to get out of the body, Ṣauriel? First, show me my robe [and clothe me with it], then get me out and bring me back.” – “First bring me your works, and your labor,” he says to her, “Then I will show you your clothes and clothe you.”

“I did not know, Ṣauriel,” she says to him , “that my time is coming and one is quickly sending for me, to do good works , so that you might bring forth my robe and clothe me with it.”

But he answered her, “Has no one died before you, and has no one yet been carried out to the cemetery?”

Then she says to him, “By the strength of the one who died before me, and the strength of the one who was taken to the cemetery. The women who cried went back and forth, and the men who complained ran back and forth, so long as the body lay before them. When the soul leaves the body, four go out to the graveyard. The women who cried went back and forth, and the men who complained ran back and forth, and the screamers ran back and forth, until they lowered it into the shaft. They lowered the useless body and buried it, then the women stopped making dirges. The shaft is filled, and the men went away. They hurriedly left the body and the grave, and went, reached for the cup, ate bread, and forgot the vain body. Now, Ṣauriel, will you let me stay here for two days, I will then sell all my possessions and distribute them among my children, and I will take my clothing with me, the garment that rises up to the place of light.”

But Ṣauriel responded to her, “Has there ever been a child who has left his mother’s body, and was brought back to his mother, such that I would leave you in the abode of the wicked, so that you can divide things up among your sons? I will carry you out of here, and put on the robe of darkness, because while you were in the material world you did not take warning, and did not love your way to the place of light. Therefore you shall be guarded in the house of the wicked, until heaven and earth pass away.

And may the Life be praised!

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12 – The Good Shepherd (Con’t.)

‎‎In the name of the Great Life,
may the sublime light be exalted!

‎‎An avatar is calling out from beyond, saying,

“Come, be a shepherd’s helper ‎‎for me,
and tend for me a thousand out of a myriad!”

“So, I shall be a shepherd’s helper for you,
and I shall tend for you a thousand out of a myriad.
How full the world is with wickedness,
and sown about with thistles and thorns!”

“Come, be a shepherd’s helper ‎‎for me,
and tend for me a thousand out of a myriad!
What if I bring to you radiant sandals,
to tread the thistles and thorns with?

Heaven and Earth will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
The Sun and the Moon will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
The stars and constellations of the sky will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
Wind, fire, and water will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
The four winds of the House will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
The fruits, grapes, and trees will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.
All that is made and done is will come to nothing,
but the radiant sandals are everlasting.

Come, be a shepherd’s helper ‎‎for me,
and tend for me a thousand out of a myriad!”

“Then [I will] be a shepherd’s helper for you,
and I shall tend for you a thousand out of a myriad.

If a lion comes and takes one,
where will I get a replacement from?
If a wolf comes and takes one,
where will I get a replacement from?
If a thief comes and steals one,
where will I get a replacement from?
If one falls in a fire and burns up,
where will I get a replacement from?
If one falls in the muck and gets stuck,
where will I get a replacement from?
If one falls in the water and drowns,
where will I get a replacement from?
If one remains behind in the fold,
where will I get a replacement from?”

“Come, be a shepherd’s helper ‎‎for me,
and tend for me a thousand out of a myriad!

If a lion comes and takes one,
she will go ‎‎be the lion’s share.
She will go be the lion’s share,
because she worships the Sun.

If a wolf comes and takes one,
she will go ‎‎be the wolf’s share.
She will go be the wolf’s share,
because she worships the Moon.

If a thief comes and steals one,
she will go ‎‎be the thief’s share.
She will go be the thief’s share,
because she worships Mars.

If one falls in a fire and burns up,
she will go ‎‎be the fire’s share.
She will go be the fire’s share,
because she worships fire.

If one falls in the muck and gets stuck,
she will go ‎‎be the muck’s share.
She will go be the muck’s share,
because she worships the “anointed” one.

If one falls in the water and drowns,
she will go ‎‎be the sea’s share.
She will go be the sea’s share,
because she worships the seas.

If one remains behind in the fold,
she will go ‎‎be the foldergeist’s share.
She will go be the foldergeist’s share,
because she worships the gods of Nippur.

‎‎{and she does not worship the one of the House} she worships.

If one remains beside the foldergeist,
she will go be beside the foldergeist’s share.
She will go be beside foldergeist’s share,
because she worships the Evil Spirit.”

“Come, be a shepherd’s helper ‎‎for me,
and tend for me a thousand out of a myriad!”

“Then I’ll be a shepherd’s helper for you,
and I’ll tend for you a thousand out of a myriad.
I’ll tend a thousand thousands!”

From the myriad that bow down before Him
some of them were lost to me;
‎‎I climbed tall mountains,
and I plumbed deep ravines.
I went and found her,
where she could graze nothing.
One by one I take them with my right hand
and I set them in the balance.
Balancing, a thousand out of a myriad clear the way.

The victorious life speaks/is upheld,
‎‎and victorious is the man who went thither.
The End.

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11 – The Good Shepherd

In the name of the Great Life,
may the sublime light be exalted!

I am a shepherd who loves his sheep.
I tend the sheep and the lambs.

The fold is near me, and
the fold does not wander far from the village.

I do not bring them down them to the seashore,
lest they see the maelstrom;
‎‎lest they come to fear the water,
and when they thirst after water, ‎‎they do not drink.

I bring and provide them with water in the palm of my hand,
until ‎‎they drink their fill.

I bring them to the good fold,
and they graze with me.

From the mouth of the Euphrates,
from the mouth of the radiant Euphrates,
I brought them ‎‎a boon which is sublime,
I brought them myrtle and white sesame,
and I brought them shining banners.

I sweep them and I wash them,
and ‎‎I make them smell the scent of Life .

I bind to them a girdle
which the wolves see and take fright.

No wolf leaps into our fold
and ‎‎they need not fear the fierce lion,
and they need not fear the wind,
and a thief cannot succeed in entering our place.

A thief cannot enter their folds,
and they need not fear ‎‎the iron knife.

While my eyes [or sheep?] are resting peacefully
and my head is upon the threshold,
a fissure opened ‎‎in the heavens
and thunder boomed behind me.

Clouds overtook one another
and the boisterous winds broke loose.

Rain fell ‎‎in heaps and stones that could kill elephants,
a stone that could destroy mountains,
and winds blustered for an hour.

The seas came ‎‎and overflowed the whole world.
There, beneath the waters,
‎‎the lowlands did not differ from the highlands.

Like a mouth, the waters carried off
those who didn’t have wings and feet.

One could go and not know that one is going,
just as one could come and knows not that one has come.

I leaped up and entered the fold,
to learn about my sheep from their places.

My eyes were filled,
I saw the sea, ‎‎the raging wind,
I saw the rain clouds,
that ‎‎give no peace to one another.

Myriads upon myriads of dragons
were in every single cloud.

I weep for my sheep,
and my sheep weep for themselves.

The little lambs, who ‎‎cannot exit the gate of the fold,
are weeping when thus I brought him.

To the house I ascend;
I go up to the highest place.

I call out to my sheep;
‎‎to my sheep so that they be with me.

I call them and whistle to them
‎‎and make them hear so that they come to me.

I whistle for them ‎‎with my whistle,
I beat the waters with my “Victoria.”

I say to them, “My sheep, my sheep!
Come to my honest voice!

You, ‎‎come to my honest voice,
so that you may be saved from the dragons!

Come to me, I am a shepherd,
whose ship is swiftly coming,
my radiant ship is coming,
and I will come and lift my sheeps and lambs.

Everyone who has heeded my call and my voice,
and turned her face towards me,
I will hold in both my hands
and rise her up with me to my ship.

Every ram lamb and ewe lamb that was [let itself be] captured
the maelstrom brought down.
The voracious waters devour,
and whosoever did not heed my voice sank down below.

I rose to the highest point of the vessel,
the bow (?), standing near the pole (?).

I say, “How greatly am I distressed by my sheep,
who have sunk down from the scum!

The maelstrom, the rolling maelstrom,
has pulled them down from me.

How distressed am I for the rams (?),
the wool of whose sides she has pulled down!

How distressed am I for ‎‎the little lambs,
whose bellies are not filled with milk!

Out of ‎‎a thousand, I found only one,
and out of an entire generation, I found only two.

Happy is the one who is swept away by the water,
but doesn’t get any water in his ear!

‎‎Happy are the big rams (?),
who have kicked with their feet.

Happy is the one who is saved from the Seven [Planets]
and the Twelve [signs of the Zodiac], who steal the sheep.

Happy is the one who doesn’t lie down and fall asleep,
and who did not love deep sleep.

Happy is the one who, in this defective age,
is the one who has come to an end peacefully.

Happy is the one who put on a wreath,
and beside it put on a turban.

Happy are the women disciples/priests,
‎‎that are free from the snares of Ruha,
free ‎‎from the pollution, the snare,
and the chain that never ends.

My chosen ones! ‎‎Everyone who is at the end of the Age of Mars,
‎‎may his mind be a support for him.

He will come and ascend to the shining abode,
the place where the sun never sets,
and the lamps of light do not ‎‎grow dim.”

The victorious Life is upheld/speaks,
and victorious is the man who went thither.

The End.

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10 – Yoshamin (Concluded)

I said, “I am great!”
Who made me small on the Earth?

‎‎I said, “I’m the King!”
Why did they overthrow me from my throne?

The Great N’bat hated me,
and my mother Sharat hated me.

I have destroyed my worlds,
and ruin has come to my House.

When ‎‎I was gentle and meek,
why did they call me rebellious?

When they rewarded me as a righteous man,
why did they call me the author of wrongdoing?

When I was diligent and accomplished,
why did they call me feckless in the world?

When I was king from the beginning of the universe,
why is it that they have set me down at the end of the universe?

They set me down at the end of the universe,
and I am waiting in stocks.

Why have they called me rebellious,
and I summoned the gentle from within me?

When I was king in the universe,
why did they call me ‎‎the author of strife?

In such and such a manner it happens to every man,
who listens to the muttering of women.

The aeon who listens to the mutterings of women,
he will be cast down from the (or: his) world.

Then, when I stood out from the aeons,
why did they call me the Eighth?

Why did they separate the light from me,
and carry off my splendor?

They lifted ‎‎my garments from me,
and bound me on the spot on which I seek ‎‎my parents,
and my glance does not meet theirs.

I seek my wives,
but my wives does not meet my glance.

I seek my sons the aeons,
but they ‎‎do not meet my glance.

When it pains and oppresses me,
I weep ‎‎for myself.

Among all the aeons that did wrong,
‎‎they repaid me with the wrong [that] I did not do.

When I was gentle before ‎‎the king,
why did they cast me down from my throne?

Woe is me, whose mouth brought him down,
and whose tongue was an affliction to him.

They set me in bondage, called me a “wanderer,”
and by the treachery of my mouth overthrew me from my throne.

When I was king, they made me an aeon before whom is a king.

When I was gentle and humble,
all the aeons that were mine hated me.

Woe is me [?], all the consorts I had,
all of them, yes, all of them were greatly enraged with me,
and they bound me to a single place.

The victorious Life speaks,
and victorious is ‎‎the man that went there.

The End.

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09 – Yoshamin (Con’t.)

‎‎In the name of the Great Life,
exalted is the sublime light!

Whom shall I call, so that he might answer me,
and to whom should I give a speech?
‎‎To whom should I give a speech,
so that which I said will not change?
Neither the one to whom I called out my response,
nor the one to whom I said my speech, has heard.
‎‎It pained and oppresses me;
it has [already] oppressed and will [continue to] oppress me abundantly.

How long shall I sit at the Gate of Supat,
and how long shall I sit in sorrow?
When will my quarrel come to a resolution,
and will these chains of mine ‎‎come undone?
What offense have I given on high,
and what have I done in the place of light?
What have I done, among my deeds,
that no other has done?

Now it hurts me and it hurts [my heart?].
How long ‎‎shall I sigh,
and [how long] will it [continue to] harm the front of my face?
How long will they shed ‎‎the tears that they cannot hold back?
Who is like me, all of whose sons were driven away,
and for whom there isn’t anyone to respond to my voice?
I am like ‎‎a lofty cedar,
which the carpenters have surrounded and chopped down.
Like a cedar that iron has surrounded,
the words of my enemies surrounded me.

Neither my brothers in pity
nor my friends in friendship
remembered that I pledged the truth.
He turned them [?],
and they poured out my salt and my cup.
They forgot the day of my reckoning [?]
and do not recall even one of my days.

How long have I climbed tall mountains,
and how long have I plumbed valley roads?
I had a thousand friends,
and two thousand divvied up my offering tray.
Now ‎‎I don’t have anyone
to take me by my hand.
On what day did I say ‎‎
that I would be sitting here?
My mind has not been revealed to me,
and none among the Aeons taught me.
These fortresses of mine are devastated,
and my sons have been taken away through strife.
My House is deserted,
and my messengers will not meet with me.
These desirable wives of mine will go barefoot,
when they are wholesome women.
This ‎‎oppresses and constrains me;
my heart sinks in mourning and lamentations.

As Yoshamin said this, Knowledge-of-Life says,

The one who does good, finds good,
and the one who does that which is ‎‎odious,
finds that which is bad.
Had you been humble,
your radiance would not have left its place;
now that you have thought evil,
the place in which you sit is right!

When Knowledge-of-Life said this, Yoshamin spoke, saying,

My son, I know who bound me
in the binding that is upon me;
if the chains upon me were not heavy,
and a lighter one were encircling me,
‎I would have bellowed my great roar,
and destroyed all of the mountains.
‎‎I will do to my enemies
that which the one hasn’t managed to achieve for the other,
unless it is the day on which I get my demand.
If this comes to be,
namely that my throne is (re-)established,
I shall repay a debt,
so that the good shall become evil.
Nevertheless, I took solace in the fact
that I know that I am not alone.
I heard from my father
‎‎that the great who are joined/added (?) to the little
will be held responsible for their sins,
but fathers do not hate their sons.

When Yoshamin said this,
‎‎the Great Life delighted in his words.
He sent Radiant N’ṣab,
the guardian who resides everywhere.
He told him, saying,

Go forth to Yoshamin,
and set his heart upon its support,
and tell him, ‘You are from our crop,
we will not leave you alone.
Do not say, ‘I am alone.’
Your House was honorably and gloriously established,
and your fortresses and buildings ‎‎will rise just as they were.
Your sons will be raised up,
and your messengers will stand guard in your House.
Your throne is established and set in place, just like ‎‎it was,
and you will be called ‘King’ in your House.

When Radiant N’ṣab heard this, he went forth.
He came to Yoshamin, he said to him,

Yoshamin, listen to the words that I will say.
‎‎Don’t be concerned, don’t be enraged,
and don’t let error enter your mind.
Why should it be destined to be so,
that you will destroy the Great [Life]?
The Great [Life] sent me, and said to me,

Go to Yoshamin, calm Yoshamin,
and tell him to illuminate all of his aeons,
He should be supported,
but he should say he is brought low,
and know that ‎‎he is right with us.

Now you, Yoshamin, listen to the word of truth!
[Listen] to serenity and stand apart from rebellion.
Now, the stench is fleeing from your House,
and a pleasant wind blows upon you.
A pure breeze is coming,
and ‎‎then you will forget the trouble.
You will shine and gleam, you will be raised up
and become king in your world.

Life speaks, it is victorious,
and victorious is the man who has gone there.

The End.

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08 – Yoshamin (Con’t.)

In the name of the Great Life,
exalted is the sublime light!

Radiant N’ṣab came from the realm of the æther,
going to the Glorious Splendor.
He arrives at the Glorious Splendor,
at the Messenger who guards the gate, saying,
“Leave, Messenger, and tell the Great King
‘Radiant N’ṣab is standing at the gate!’
This message, ‎‎that comes from his mouth,
give to him with all due fidelity,
and may relief be summoned.”

The Messenger went thither,
he rose before the King of Light,
but the King of Light did not see the Messenger.
The Messenger bowed down once before the King of Light,
but the King did not see the Messenger.
The Messenger bowed down twice before the King of Light,
but the King did not see the Messenger.
The Messenger spoke, saying to the King,
“Radiant N’ṣab, the son of Yoshamin, is standing at the gate,
and is seeking some relief, out of your insight.”
The King of Light spoke, saying to the Messenger,
“Gloriously throw open the gate, open it,
and may he ground his feet upon the truth thoroughly!”

The Messenger gloriously threw open the gate.
Radiant N’ṣab stood tall.
Radiant N’ṣab spoke to the King, saying,
‎‎”You are relaxed and pleasant,
and your speech abounds and never flags.
Your radiance watches silently.
Your light and your enlightenment abound and never flag.
You have no peer in your crown
and no partner ‎‎in your rule.
You are a connoisseur of glory,
which reveals to you ‎‎teachings without end.
Your baptism in the Jordan ‎‎is well-established,
and all your accomplishments are your own.
As for us, if I tell you, don’t become angry,
and may the gentleness of the good
come to settle upon your mind.
Your vigilance, [with] which you ponder,
is sublime, and is unending (has no nullity).

“The man who is taken from his fortress
and driven away from his homes:
His sons were killed in a brawl,
and his wives wander about filthily.
His streams will be stirred up,
and his Houses will be driven from their places.
His home, his building, and his throne have been destroyed,
and he has been set at the Gate of Supat.
‎‎The disturbers of his world have been cast into captivity,
and they have put misery on his mind.

“If in you plan you should wish [it],
I shall settle and ‎‎calm down his mind right on the spot.
[I shall] set him straight through your baptism,
and mention your name over him.
Let Yoshamin be, ‎and he will recognize
that he has not been forsaken by your name.
The King of Light, who was angered,
has [now] calmed down,
and there was forgiveness on his mind.”

When the King of Light heard this,
he was delighted by it,
thoroughly delighted with Radiant N’ṣab.

Knowledge-of-Life rose ‎‎from his throne
and spoke to the King of Light, saying,
“The man who has been taken from his land and House:
you were not given the authority to forgive him.”

When the King of Light heard this,
‎‎to Knowledge-of-Life he said.
“You, from your first day,
have not been proper towards Yoshamin.
From your first day, you have hated him,
because you desired a woman from his family,
and he did not give [her] to you.
In your mind, you hold onto an immense grudge;
for generations it has not been released.
You have destroyed and ruined his household,
and yet you still hold onto the grudge!
For ages, who has had done to him,
what has been done to Yoshamin since the beginning?
‎‎The man who was taken away from his land,
and from the stole that the Great [Life] gave to him?
Out of his firstborn sons,
not one ‎‎among them remains,
and his wives go about filthily.”

Then ‎‎the King of Light said to Radiant N’ṣab,
“I shall reveal for you the secrets
that are within the constant light.
You will have the perception that [comes] from ‎‎your ancestors,
and the wisdom that was allotted to you for your mind.
You are precious, precious is your stream,
and precious is the family that [comes] from which you came.
Both you and the place
from which you came have abundant serenity.
Bring your father soothing words,
and set his heart to rest upon its support.
Tell him that the Great Life was filled with kindness ‎‎for you.”

And Life is praised, Life is victorious,
and victorious is the man who went there.
The End.

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