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I worship, praise and laud That Šrar, the great occult First Vine Whose fruits are a thousand thousand, And a myriad myriad His tendrils;
Upon Whom I called and He answered me· Further, when I call on him, He will answer me;
For He will come and will heal me, Will lift me up, raise me and confirm me Will direct my eyes to the Light, And my feet to steadfastness My mouth to wisdom and my heart to vigilance.
Then I worship, praise and laud That first great occult Škinta That is the house of dazzling beings.
Then I worship, praise and laud That occult, first Škinta Which my Parents inhabit.
Then I worship, praise and laud Yon Ruaz, the great first secret Vine Which loosed its milky juices into the habitations.
Then I worship, praise and laud That Ruaz, the great first Light Who hath sovereignty over all worlds of light.
Then I worship, praise and laud That great, occult, first Škinta To which the eyes of Nasoraeans. Men set apart, and the elect righteous Look, that they may rise and behold The great place of Light and the Everlasting Abode.
And Life be praised: Life is victorious.
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