You are more pleasing to Me than all creation, O My Mother! You are like a chosen myrrh, whose fragrance rises to the Deity, and which this Deity has brought into your life. The same fragrance also drew your body and your soul into the Divinity, where you are now with soul and body. Blessed be you, for in your beauty the angels rejoice. By Your power will be saved all who call upon You with a sincere heart. All the devils tremble in Your light, and they do not dare to stand in Your light, for they always want to be in darkness.
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