Wonderful are thy testimonies, O kind Mother: and by thy words my heart is
All the rich of the people shall entreat thy countenance: and the daughters
of kings shall praise thy face.
The word of thy lips is burning exceedingly: He who shall make haste to
come to thee, shall share in it.
I am as a trembling reed before thee: hold me, Lady, under thy yoke, and I
shall not be confounded.
The dragons of hell attack thy servants above all others: but do thou, O
Lady, defend us.
Glory be to the Father, etc.