31 fols. (fol. 230r-246r)
East Syriac script
This manuscript has been relocated from Al-qosh to Tel Keppe.
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Hear, my sonNadan, my words and follow my mind, and remember this, my wordas the word of God.
My son Nadan, when you have heard a word, let it die in your heart, and do not reveal it to anyone, lest it remain a hot coal and burn your tongue and make you ill within your heart and make you ashamed before God and the people.
My son, if you hear some news, do not tell it to someone. If you see something, do not tell it.
My son, make your speech straight, hurry to listen, but do not hurry to answer.
My son, do not desire outward beauty, for beauty fades and passes away, and a good, beneficial good name endures and benefits forever.
My son, do not take a wife with rebellious words, for by her words she brings forth bitterness and poison, and by the net you will be entangled and by the snare caught.
My son, if you see a woman adorned with clothing and anointed with salves and ointments, and she is lustful and confused, do not desire her in your heart. If you give her all that you have, you will find no benefit in her; you have sinned and made God angry, and his wrath is upon you.
My son, do not be hasty in your answer; for the bitter almond grows before all trees and is the last of all fruits to be tasted; but be like the fig tree which appears last and brings forth its leaves, and its fruits are tasted first among all trees.
My son, incline your head and look down, observe, soften and quiet your voice and accept discipline; be at rest, meek and quiet, and do not be rebellious; do not raise your voice in pride and arrogance, for if a house were built with a loud and powerful voice, the donkey would build two houses a day, and if the plough were driven with a strong voice and strength, it would never be taken from the camel's armpit.
My son, it is better to carry stones with a wise man than to drink wine with a corrupt man.
My son, pour your wine over the grave of the righteous, and do not drink it with lustful and evil men.
My son, be a companion to wise and God-fearing men and walk in the right way so that you become like them.
and do not be a companion to foolish men so that you do not become like them and learn their way.
My son, if you are about to acquire a friend and a companion, test him and then accept him; and if you do not test him, do not praise him. Rather, test him and then gain him!
My son, with one who is not wise do not distort a word, and with a slandering fool do not destroy what is good.
My son, do not cling to a foolish, lustful, and evil man so that you do not become like him and learn his way, which is hated by God and the people.
My son, you have soles on your feet; tread down the thorns and thistles and make a path for your children and grandchildren.
My son, whenever the air is calm and the sea is quiet from storms, bring your ship and galley to the harbour, before the sea is stirred up, its storms and waves rise and strike, and the ship sinks and you do not notice it. Consider your departure; and whenever you are strong, consider the end and remember death yourself.
My son, if a rich man eats a snake, people say: “He ate it for medicine and benefit,” but when a poor man eats it, they say: “He ate it for his hunger.” Accordingly, with great diligence a man can be righteous and good.
My son, eat your portion of bread and do not desire what your companions do not like.
My son, do not be in contact with the lustful [woman], and with one who has no shame do not eat bread and do not share a secret with him.
My son, meet your adversaries with goodness and be amazed. And when a farmer falls into misfortunes that befall him, do not rejoice at his fall.
My son, do not draw near to a quarrelsome woman who bellows, and do not be astonished at the beauty of a lustful and confused woman; for the beauty of a woman is her shame and not an adornment
of her clothing; with her outward beauty she makes herself enticing and causes you to stray.
My son, as the ear-ring on the ear of an animal is of no advantage to it, so is the beautiful woman who does evil things and whose words show little knowledge; she is lustful and evil.
My son, if your enemy meets you with malice, meet him with goodness and you will receive mercy.
My son, the wise falls and rises, and the just is not moved from his place.
My son, when the wise man becomes ill, the physician is able to cure and heal him, but for the lustful there is no remedy for his maladies and ulcers.
My son, when you casually meet a needy and poor man, yield your place and stand up, even if he does not repay you.
My son, do not be weary in giving blows to your son, for blows are to the child what manure is to the garden, as the strap to the purse, the halter to the animal, and the lock to the door.
My son, restrain your child from evil so that you may be at rest in your advanced age; admonish and beat him while he is young and he will obey your command, so that after a little [time] he does not grow and rise against you and you become ashamed among your friends and lower your head in the streets and squares, and you are ashamed because of his evil deeds and reproached for his wantonness.
My son, acquire a bull that lies down and a donkey with good hoofs; but do not acquire a horned bull, and do not be a companion to a beardless man.
My son, do not acquire a runaway servant nor a thieving maid, for everything that you hand over to them they will lose.
My son, the words of lying and foolish men are like sparrows that fly in the air, and they are fat, and he who lacks understanding obeys them.
My son, do not give your parents cause to curse you; God will answer them, as it is said
that the one who curses his father and his mother is guilty of death—or rather a sinful death—and God is enraged at him; and the one who honors his father and mother, his life will be prolonged on the earth and he will encounter good.
My son, do not walk the way unarmed; keep the remembrance of God and do not let it depart from your mind. It is not known where you will meet your enemies or Satan or evil people. Be prepared on your way, because you have many enemies.
My son, as a tree whose fruits, branches, and leaves are splendid, so are a man and woman good with their sons and brothers; and a man who has no wife and children nor brothers in the world is a favor to his enemies and they hate him; and he is likened to a tree by the roadside, which every passer-by eats from, and the beast of the field benefits and tears off its leaves.
My son, do not say, “My master is a fool and I am wise,” lest you do not wish to be honored by him; even if he is defiled, how will you be liked by him? And do not count yourself among the wise, while you are far from this eminence among people.
My son, do not speak before your master foolish words and nonsense, so that you do not become scorned and despised in his eyes.
My son, do not be of those to whom they said, “Go away from my sight,” but of those to whom they said, “Come and draw near to me.”
My son, on the day of your pains, evils, and harm that come upon you, do not revile and mock your master and do not disobey him, lest your lord become enraged with you while your slaves are standing before him. Do not hate one and love the other, for you do not know which one of them will choose you at the end.
My son, the servant who abandons his first master and goes to someone else does not prosper.
My son, a goat that goes around and multiplies its tracks will become the prey of the wolves.
My son, choose and render a fair and upright judgment, for you will take an honorable old age and be at rest in later years.
My son, sweeten your tongue with the word of God and desire the word of your mouth, and speak good and beautiful things to people, for the tail of a dog gives him bread, but his mouth brings him blows.
My son, do not let your companion tread on your foot, lest he tread on your chest. This is Satan, your enemy. Do not allow a minor sin to befall you, lest he do [something] great.
Smite a man with wise speech, that it may be in his heart like exalted wisdom, for if you smite the fool with many rods, he will not know nor understand anything of [your] goodness.
My son, if you send a wise man to fulfill your task, do not multiply the orders you give him, because as you desire he will fulfill [it] for you; and if you send a foolish man, speak with him before the people, or [rather] go yourself and do not send him. For without many words your task [will happen] as you wanted, even if you command very much. My son, when they send you to a place, others do not need to be sent after you. Do not hate a great man, for you will encounter evil from a place you do not know.
My son, test your son or your boy with bread or something that is of low value first; then you shall hand over to them your wealth and possessions.
My son, withdraw before the wedding meal, and do not tarry until you are anointed.
for pleasant ointments, so that they do not become for you bruises on your head.
My son, he whose hand is full is called wise and praiseworthy, but he whose hand is empty is called poor, needy, and lacking, and nobody serves him.
My son, I have eaten bitterness and balsam, and I have seen nothing more bitter than poverty and need.
My son, I have carried iron and lead, and I have not seen anything as heavy as a debt.
My son, I have carried salt and heavy stones, and they were not as heavy for me as one who mocks and ridicules while living among his in-laws.
My son, teach hunger and thirst to your son, so that he may govern his house well.
My son, if you are in need and lack something, do not spread out your condition to your friends, lest they gasp at you. The blindness of the eyes is better than the blindness of the heart; for the blindness of the eyes leads to the righteous way, but the blindness of the heart leads to a perverse way.
My son, it is better for a man to stumble with his feet than to stumble with his tongue. The boy is not dead when he stumbles with his feet, but when he stumbles with his tongue.
My son, a friend who is near is better than a brother who is far away, and a good name is better than much good ointment; for ointment dies, is consumed, and vanishes, but the good name remains forever. My son, beauty decays and vanishes, and the world is consumed and comes to an end.
My son, for a man who has no rest in his dwelling, death is better than life.
My son, the sound of weeping is better than the voice of singing and laughter, because in the voice of weeping there is fear of God, groaning enters the ear of man, and man laments over his sins.
his sins.
My son, a loaf of bread in your hand is better than a talent in the pot of your friends; and a lamb that is near you is better than a bull that is far away; and a weak sparrow in your hand is better than a thousand sparrows that fly. Poverty that gathers is better than riches that scatter. A living fox is better than a dead lion; indeed, a despised man who does good deeds is better than one who is mighty but defiled in sin. My son, a good woolen garment is better than a talent of gold and silver, for gold and silver are hidden in the earth and unseen, but wool is seen in the streets and its beauty by the one who wears it.
My son, restrain a word within your heart and it will do you good; do not reveal the secret to your friend, for when you reveal it, you have betrayed it.
My son, let not a word go forth from your mouth until you have counseled within your heart; for it is better for a man to stumble in his heart than to stumble with his tongue.
My son, if you hear a word from someone, place it in your heart as in the earth. Each time you tread upon it, you bury it and it perishes.
My son, if you hear a word from someone, place it in your heart as in the earth. Each time you tread upon it, you bury it and it perishes.
My son, do not remain among those who quarrel, for from laughter comes an evil word, from an evil word comes strife, from strife comes war, and from war comes death. And if you are there, you will be killed or they will call you as a witness. Therefore, I say to you: flee from there and be at rest.
My son, do not stand in a quarrel lest you meet someone stronger than you and words pass away from you. Cease evil with good.
My son, acquire an innocent and humble heart, patience, and good will; for there is nothing better in the world, and you will have a peaceful and delightful life.
My son, do not distance yourself from your first friend, lest your other friend does not remain faithful to you.
My son, aid your friend in distress; speak well for him before the ruler, and plead for his deliverance from the lion’s mouth.
My son, do not rejoice over your enemy’s death, but remember that you will soon be his neighbor in the grave.
My son, honor those who are older than you. Do well to them, stand up for them, and greet them; if they do not repay you, God will repay you. My son, when you see someone who fears God, honor him, obey him, and receive him before he speaks to you, that he may pray and bless you. My son, be a companion of God in purity: stand before him in holiness, do not turn away, but remain mindful of Him.
My son, if the waters should stand still in their flow, if the sparrows cease to fly in the sky, if the raven turns white, and if the bitter becomes sweet like honey—then the fool may be corrected and become wise.
My son, if you want to be wise, keep your tongue from lies, your hand from theft, and your eyes from lustful glances, and you shall be called wise.
Be humble in your youth and submissive, be gentle, quiet, and obedient, so that your sweetness will be honored by all and you will be loved.
My son, do not contend with a man in his time of power, and do not cross a river in its flood and its waves.
My son, the human eye is like a fountain of water; it is never satisfied with possessions until it is filled with dust.
My son, do not meddle in a marriage matter: if it prospers, they will not praise you; if it fails, they will blame you and reproach you.
My son, everyone who is elegant in his dress is also elegant in his speech.
My son, if you steal stolen goods and it is permitted...
for you by the ruler, give him his share so that you may escape safely; otherwise, you will taste every bitterness and bear every harm.
Give to the hand that was once full and is now hungry, not to the hand that was hungry and is now satisfied.
My son, drive away with stones the dog that abandons its first masters and follows you, for he will not remain by your side.
My son, let the wise man strike you with many blows, but do not let the foolish man anoint you with sweet perfumes.
My son, whoever trusts in love finds consolation in this world and delight at the end.
My son, there are four things the king does not rely upon with confidence: the power of the chief of the magi, the corruption of the administration, the defilement of the mind, and the oppression of the province.
My son, there are four others: the intelligent and the foolish, the rich and the poor.The proverbs and commands of the wise Ahiqar are finished.
My son, it is said in a saying: he who does not hear with his ears, they make him hear with his neck.
He said to me: "Why are you angry with me?" I said: "Because I honored you and raised you, and made you sit on the throne of the kingdom, and you cast me down from my seat and wanted my death; but God saved me [while] I was oppressed, for He strikes down the proud and cares for the broken-hearted."
My son, you have been like a scorpion who strikes his sting on a rock and does not notice it; and he struck a needle and said
to the needle: “Behold, my sting is harder than yours.”
My son, you have been to me like a goat standing over the madder to eat from it. The madder said to the goat: "Why do you eat me, for your skin is dyed by me." The goat answered and said: "While I live, I eat from you, and when I die, they will even pull up your shoots and sprinkle my hide with you."
My son, you have been to me like one who takes stones to throw at God, and the stones do not reach God, and it is called a sin.
My son, you were to me like a man who sees his companion shivering from cold and takes a pitcher of water and pours [it] over his head. My son, if you had killed me, you would have been able to take my position and be my heir.
My son, know that if the tail of the swine were seven ells long, it would not take the place of the horse, [even] if its hair were soft as scarlet.
My son, I said that you should stand in my place and take my office, strengthen my learning and my way. You have not accepted my teaching and you do not listen to my words, you are not pleasing to God and He has not heard your voice.
My son, you have been to me like a lion that meets a donkey in the morning, and the lion said to the donkey: "Peace to you." The donkey said to him: "Your welcome be for him who tied me here in the evening. If only I had not seen your face."
My son, you have been to me like a snare on a dunghill. A sparrow said to the snare: "What are you doing here?" The snare said: "Behold, I am praying to the exalted God." The sparrow said: "What is this that you lean on?" The snare said: "This is my rod that I lean on at the time of prayer." [Then] the sparrow said: “And what is this in your mouth?” The snare said: “This is the food and drink for those who are caught by me.” The sparrow said: “Come near to me,” and the sparrow came near to eat
and the snare caught it by the neck. The sparrow answered and said to the snare: “If this bread of yours is for the hungry, may God not accept your offering nor your mercy; and if this is your fasting and your prayer, may God not hear your fasting nor your prayer, and may He not end well with you."
My son, you have been to me like a transient weevil in the wheat; it is of no use and it destroys the wheat.
My son, you have been to me like the dog for whom it was cold and who entered the house to warm himself, and after he was warmed, he began to bark at the household.
My son, you have been to me like a swine that went with the leaders to the bathhouse to bathe, and when it bathed and went out from the bathhouse, it found a ditch of mud, went down, and wallowed.
The dog that does not eat of its quarry will become the portion of wolves; my son, the hand that is not industrious and is without benefit and is lustful and immoderate shall be cut off from its shoulder; my son, the eye with which I cannot see, the soothsayers shall pluck out.
My son, I showed you the face of the king and brought you to great honor and raised you up, and instead of good you rewarded me with evil. To the one who does evil to you, what will you repay?
My son, you have been to me like the cat [also possible: weasel], to which they say: “Abandon theft, and you shall be the king’s necklace of gold.” And she said: “I will not abandon the skill of my father and my mother.”
My son, I fed you with every pleasant meal, and you did not let me be satisfied with even a little bread, and I was buried and covered, and you sought my murder.
My son, I let your stature grow up like a beautiful cedar, but you defiled my life and made me descend to a pit with many winds.
My son, I thought that you built me a fortified tower so that I might be saved in it from my enemies, but the Lord saved me from you. Because I sought every good for you and you repaid me with evil. I seek to gouge out your eyes and cut your tongue, and with a sword
take your head, and I will do every evil thing to you."
AndNadan answered and said to me: “Far be it from you to receive evils, but do with me according to your kindnesses, and forgive me all that I have sinned against you; God forgives the misdeeds of debtors and the sins of sinners, and He welcomes those who repent. You, accept me to tend your horses, feed your swine, and remove your dung, and I will be called an evil man and you a good man."
I said to him: “My son, the youth of the eagle prevails over the youth of the impure raven.
My son, they said to the wolf: “Keep away from the vicinity of the flock of sheep, lest its dung come upon you.” The wolf said: "I will not go away, for the droppings of the sheep are medicine for my eyes.” The wolf was brought to the scribe, my son, so that he might instruct him. The master said to him: “Say A, B.” And the wolf answered and said: “Sheep and kid in my belly.”
My son, from the time I taught you I have told you that God is a ruler and an upright and righteous judge. To those who do well, He returns good; to those who do ill, He returns evil, and He places on their heads Gehenna and torment; as for me and you, there is no one but God as ruler, and He will return to you according to your deeds.”
My son, they placed the donkey's head on the table and it fell and rolled on the ground. The people said it was angry with itself for not receiving honor and glory.
My son, the word is verified which says, He whom you have begotten, call him your son, and he whom you have brought up, call him your slave. My son, there is nothing more true than this word: If he is your sister's son, strike him against the wall and throw him to the ground. It is God who knows the hidden things and renders to each one according to his works, whether good or bad. He will judge between me and you. As for me, I say nothing more to you. But the Lord will give
you what you deserve.”
ܢܸܚܸܐ ܡܵܪܝ ܡܲܠܟܵܐ ܠܥܵܠܲܡ܂
ܒܸܪܝܢܵܕܵܢ ܫܡܲܥ ܡܸܠܲܬܼܝ ܘܩܲܦ ܠܪܸܥܝܵܢܝ܂ ܘܲܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܥܵܗܸܕ ܠܡܸܐܡܲܪܝ ܗܵܢܵܐ
ܐܝܟ ܡܸܐܡܪܵܐ ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝܢܵܕܵܢ ܐܹܢ ܫܡܲܥܬܿ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܫܒܼܘܿܩܝܗܿ ܬܡܘܼܬܼ ܒܠܹܒܵܟ܂
ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܓܼܠܸܝܘܗܝ ܠܲܣܛܲܪ ܡܸܢܵܟ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܓܡܘܼܪܬܵܐ ܘܬܼܵܘܩܕܼܵܐ ܠܸܫܵܢܵܟ܂
ܘܬܸܥܒܸܕܼ ܟܹܐܒܼܵܐ ܒܓܵܘܼ ܠܸܒܵܟ ܘܬܼܵܘܬܿܪܵܟ ܚܸܣܕܵܐ ܘܬܸܒܼܗܲܬܼ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܘܐ̄ܢܵܫܵܐ
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܹܢ ܫܡܲܥܬܿ ܛܸܒܵܐ ܡܸܕܸܡ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܓܼܠܸܝܘܗܝ ܠܐ̄ܢܵܫ܂ ܘܐܹܢ ܬܸܚܙܸܝܘܗܝ ܡܸܕܸܡ
ܠܵܐ ܬܡܲܠܠܝܼܘܗܼܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܦܘܿܣ ܡܹܐܡܪܵܟ܂ ܘܐܸܬܿܛܲܝܲܒܼ ܠܡܹܫܡܲܥ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܬܿܛܲܝܲܒܼ
ܠܦܘܼܢܵܝܵܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܲܐ ܬܸܐܪܲܓܼ ܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܒܲܪܵܝܵܐ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܒܵܠܸܐ ܘܥܵܒܲܪ܂ ܘܥܘܼܢܕܵܢܵܐ
ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܘܲܫܡܵܐ ܡܝܲܬܿܪܵܐ ܡܩܵܘܸܐ ܘܡܵܘܬܲܪ ܠܥܵܠܲܡ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܣܲܒܼ ܠܵܟ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܵܐ
ܡܵܪܘܿܕܼܬܵܐ ܒܡܸ̈ܠܸܝܗܿ܂ ܒܗܵܝ ܕܡܼܢ ܡܸܠܝܸ̈ܗܿ ܢܲܒܼܥܵܐ ܡܲܪܝܼܪܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܣܼܵܡ ܡܵܘܬܵܐ
ܘܒܲܡܨܝܼܕܬܵܐ ܬܸܬܼܥܲܪܩܲܠ ܘܲܒܼܦܲܚܵܐ ܬܸܿܬܿܨܝܼܕܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ ܬܸܚܙܸܐ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܵܐ
ܕܲܡܨܲܒܬܼܵܐ ܒܲܠܒܼܘܼ̈ܫܸܐ ܘܡܲܫܚܵܐ ܒܡܲܫܚ̈ܢܸܐ ܘܲܒܼܣܲܡ̈ܢܸܐ ܘܗܝܸ ܒܢܲܦ̮ܫܵܗܿ
ܙܲܠܝܼܠܬܵܐ ܘܲܡܕܵܘܲܕܼܬܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܪܓܝܼܗܿ ܒܠܸܒܵܟ܂ ܐܵܦ ܐܹܢ ܬܸܬܿܠܝܼܗܿ ܟܠܡܵܐ ܕܐܝܼܬܼ
ܠܵܟ܂ ܝܘܼܬܼܪܵܢܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܚܲܙܹܝܬܿ ܒܵܗܿ܂ ܘܲܚܛܝܼܬܼܵܐ ܬܹܩܢܸܐ ܠܵܟ ܘܬܲܪܓܸܙ ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ
ܘܚܸܡܬܸܗ ܥܠܲܝܟ ܬܲܝܬܸܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܡܣܲܪܗܒܼܵܐ ܒܦܘܼܢܵܝܵܐ܂ ܕܫܹܐܕܼܵܐ
ܕܲܩܕܼܵܡ ܟܠܗܘܿܢ ܐܝܼܠܵܢܸ̈ܐ ܡܵܘܪܸܩ܂ ܘܲܐ̄ܚܪܵܝܵܐ ܕܟܼܠܗܘܿܢ ܡܸܬܿܛܲܥܡܝܼܢ ܦܹܐܪ̈ܵܘܗܝ܂
ܐܹܠܵܐ ܗܘܸܝ ܐܲܝܟ ܐܝܼܠܵܢܵܐ ܕܬܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܕܲܚܪܵܝܵܐ ܡܚܵܘܸܐ܂ ܘܡܲܦܸܩ ܛܲܪ̈ܦܵܘܗܝ
ܘܩܲܕܼܡܵܝܵܐ ܕܟܼܠ ܡܸܬܿܛܲܥܡܝܼܢ ܦܹܐܪ̈ܘܗܝ܂܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܟܘܿܦ ܪܸܫܵܟ ܘܐܸܬܼܒܲܩܵܐ܂
ܘܐܲܨܸܕ ܠܬܲܚܬܿ ܘܐܲܡܸܟ ܘܲܫܠܵܐ ܩܵܠܵܟ ܘܩܲܒܸܠ ܡܲܪܕܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܲܗܘܸܝܼ ܢܝܼܚܵܐ
ܘܡܲܟܝܼܟܼܵܐ ܘܫܲܠܝܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܡܵܪܘܿܕܼܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܿܬܿܪܝܼܡ ܩܵܠܵܟ ܒܫܘܼܒܼܗܵܪܵܐ
ܘܫܘܼܥܠܵܝܵܐ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܐܵܠܘܼ ܒܩܵܠܵܐ ܪܵܡܵܐ ܘܬܲܩܝܼܦܵܐ ܡܸܬܼܒܿܢܸܐ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܐ ܒܲܝܬܵܐ܂
ܚܡܵܪܵܐ ܒܵܬܸ̈ܐ ܬܪܸܝܢ ܒܵܢܸܐ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܐ ܒܝܵܘܡܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܠܘܼ ܦܲܕܵܢܵܐ ܒܩܵܠܵܐ ܥܲܫܝܼܢܵܐ
ܘܚܲܝܠܵܐ ܡܸܬܿܕܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܬܼ܂ ܠܵܐ ܡܸܬܼܪܲܚܩܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܬܼ ܡܼܢ ܬܚܸܝܬܼ ܫܚܵܬܼܵܐ ܕܓܲܡܠܵܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܫܘܼܢܵܝ ܟܸܐܦܸ̈ܐ ܥܲܡ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܚܲܟܝܼܡ܂ ܛܵܒܼܘܼ ܡܼܢ ܡܲܫܬܿܝܵܐ ܕܚܲܡܪܵܐ
ܥܲܡ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܡܲܚܫܵܢܵܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܲܫܘܿܕܼ ܚܲܡܪܵܟ ܥܲܠ ܩܲܒܼܪ̈ܬܼܵܐ ܕܙܲܕܝܼ̈ܩܹܐ܂
ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܫܬܸܝܘܗܝ ܥܲܡ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܙܲܠܝܼ̈ܠܸܐ ܘܒܝܼܫܹ̈ܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܲܦ ܠܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܚܲܟܝܼ̈ܡܸܐ܂
ܘܕܲܚ̈ܠܲܝ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܘܲܡܗܲܠܟܲܝ̈ ܒܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܬܪܝܼܨܬܵܐ ܕܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܐܲܟܼܘܵܬܼܗܘܿܢ܂ܘܠܵܐ
ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܩܲܦ ܠܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܣܲܟܼ̈ܠܸܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܐܲܟܼܘܵܬܼܗܘܿܢ ܘܬܸܐܠܲܦ ܐܘܼܪܚܗܘܿܢ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܐܸܢ ܬܸܩܢܸܐ ܚܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܘܡܲܚܒܼܵܢܵܐ ܢܲܣܵܝܗܝ ܘܟܸܢ ܩܢܝܼܘܗܝ܂ ܘܐܸܢ ܠܵܐ ܢܲܣܝܼܬܿ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܠܵܐ
ܬܫܲܒܿܚܝܼܘܗܝ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܢܲܣܸܝܘܗܝ ܗܵܝܕܝܸܢ ܗܘܲܝܬ ܝܵܬܲܪ ܠܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܲܡ ܡܿܢ ܕܠܵܐ
ܚܲܟܝܼܡ ܠܵܐ ܬܚܲܒܸܠ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܟ܂ ܘܥܲܡ ܣܲܟܼ̈ܠܸܐ ܡܦܲܬܦ̈ܬܢܸܐ܂ ܠܵܐ ܬܵܘܒܸܕܼ ܡܸܕܸܡ
ܕܛܵܒܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܬܼܢܲܩܲܦ ܠܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܣܲܟܼܠܵܐ ܘܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ ܘܒܼܝܼܫܵܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܸܬܿܕܲܡܸܐ ܒܸܗ܂
ܘܬܹܐܠܲܦ ܐܘܼܪ̈ܚܵܬܸܗ ܘܬܸܣܬܿܢܸܐ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܘܐ̄ܢܵܫܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܕܐܝܼܬܼ ܠܵܟ
ܒܪܹܓܼܠܵܟ ܦܲܣܬܼܵܐ ܕܘܼܫ ܥܲܠܘܕܲܪܕܸ̈ܐ܂ ܘܲܥܒܸܕܼ ܠܵܟ ܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܠܲܒܼܢܲܝ̈ܟ ܟܸܬܿܒܸ̈ܐ ܟܘܒ̈ܐ
ܘܠܲܒܼܢܲܝ̈ ܒܢܲܝ̈ܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܠ ܐܸܡܲܬܼܝ ܕܬܲܫܸܒܼ ܪܘܼܚܵܐ ܕܐܵܐܲܪ ܘܝܲܡܵܐ ܫܲܬܝܼܩ܂
ܡܼܢ ܡܲܚܫܘܼ̈ܠܸܐ܂ ܓܸܕܼ ܣܦܝܼܢ̄ܬܵܟ ܘܐܸܠܦܵܟ ܠܲܠܡܹܐܢܵܐ ܥܲܕܼܠܵܐ ܢܸܬܿܬܿܙܝܼܥ ܝܲܡܵܐ
ܘܢܸܚܒܲܛ ܘܢܵܣܓܘܿܢ ܡܲܚܫܘܼܠܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܓܲܠܠܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܬܸܛܒܲܥ ܐܸܠܦܵܐ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܠܵܐ ܝܵܕܲܥ܂
ܪܢܝܼ ܒܡܸܐܙܲܠܬܵܟ ܐܵܘܟܸܝܬܼ ܟܿܠ ܐܸܡܲܬܼܝ ܕܲܚܠܝܼܡ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ܂ ܪܢܝܼ ܒܚܲܪܬܼܵܐ ܘܐܸܬܿܕܟܲܪ
ܡܵܘܬܵܐ ܒܢܲܦ̮ܫܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܲܬܝܼܪܵܐ ܐܵܟܸܠ ܚܸܘܝܵܐ܂ ܘܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܐܲܡܪܝܼܢ ܐܲܝܟ
ܕܠܲܐܣܝܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܝܘܼܬܼܪܵܢܹܗ ܐܲܟܼܠܸܗ܂ ܘܐܸܢ ܐܵܟܸܠ ܠܸܗ ܡܸܣܟܹܢܵܐ ܐܵܡܪܝܼܢ ܡܼܢ
ܟܲܦܢܸܗ ܐܲܟܼܠܸܗ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܒܲܐܟܼܝܼܦܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܪܲܒܬܼܵܐ ܡܸܫܬܟܲܚ ܓܲܒܪܵܐ ܕܙܲܕܝܼܩ
ܘܛܵܒܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝܐܲܟܼܘܿܠ ܠܲܚܡܵܐ܂ ܘܡܸܕܸܡ ܕܲܟܼܢܵܬܼܵܟ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܚܸܒܼ܂ ܕܵܬܼܵܟ ܡܢܬܟ
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܲܡ
ܙܲܠܝܼܠܬܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܬܼܥܢܸܐ܂ ܘܥܲܡ ܡܿܢ ܕܠܵܐ ܒܵܗܸܬܼ ܠܐܵ ܬܹܐܟܼܘܿܠ ܠܲܚܡܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܩܛܘܿܪ
ܥܲܡܸܗ ܐ̄ܪܵܙܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܒܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܐܲܪܘܿܥ ܠܣܲܢܐܲܝ̈ܟ ܘܐܸܬܿܬܿܘܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܟܵܪܵܐܥܲܠ ܐܢ
ܒܝܼܫ̈ܬܼܵܐ ܕܗܵܘ̈ܝܵܢ ܥܠܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܵܚܕܸܐ ܒܡܲܦܘܼܠܬܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܬܼܩܲܪܲܒܼ
ܠܐܲܢ̄ܬܬܼܵܐ ܢܲܨܲܝܬܵܐ ܕܓܼܵܥܝܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܢܲܬܼܘܗܵܟܕܐܲܢ̄ܬܬܼܵܐ ܙܲܠܝܼܠܬܵܐ ܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܒܫܘܦܪܐ
ܘܲܡܕܼܵܘܲܕܼܬܵܐ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܕܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܵܐ ܒܸܗܬܿܬܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܘܼ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܲܨܒܝܼܬܼܵܐ
ܕܲܠܒܼܘܼܫܵܗܿ ܘܫܘܼܦܪܵܗܿ ܕܲܠܒܲܪ ܕܲܒܗܘܿܢ ܡܫܲܕܿܠܵܐ ܘܡܲܛܥܝܵܐ ܠܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܝܟܲܢܵܐ ܕܲܩܕܼܵܫܵܐ
ܒܐܸܕܼܢܵܐ ܕܲܒܼܥܝܼܪܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܡܵܘܬܲܪ ܠܵܗܿ ܡܸܕܸܡ܂ ܗܵܟܲܢܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܵܐ ܫܲܦܝܼܪܬܵܐ ܕܒܼܝܼܫܝܼ̈ܢ
ܣܘܼܥܪ̈ܢܸܝܗܿ ܘܡܸ̈ܠܸܝܗܿ ܚܲܣܝܼܪ ܝܼܕܲܥܬܼܵܐ ܙܲܠܝܼܠܬܵܐ ܘܒܼܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܗܘܸ ܕܐܲܪܥܵܟ
ܒܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܼܵܟ ܒܒܼܝܫܬܵܐ܂ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܐܲܪܘܿܥܵܝܗܝ ܒܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܩܲܒܸܠ ܛܲܝܒܿܘ̈ܬܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܚܲܟܝܼܡܵܐ ܢܵܦܸܠ ܘܩܵܐܸܿܡ܂ ܘܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܙܲܕܝܼܩܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܕܘܼܟܬܸܗ ܠܵܐ ܡܵܙܕܲܥܙܲܥ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܐܸܬܼܟܪܲܗ ܚܲܟܝܼܡܵܐ ܡܨܹܐ ܐܵܣܝܵܐ ܕܢܸܥܨܒܼܝܼܘܗܝ ܘܢܲܐܣܹܝܘܗܝ܂
ܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܠܲܝܬܿ ܣܲܡܵܐ ܠܟܹܐܒܼܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܫܘܼܚܢܵܘ̈ܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܣܬܲܩܒܲܠ ܠܘܵܬܼܵܟ
ܡܿܢ ܕܲܒܼܨܝܼܪ ܡܸܢܵܟ ܐܵܘ ܚܲܣܝܼܪܐ ܡܸܢܵܟ ܫܸܕܬܹܗ ܩܲܒܸܠܵܝܗܝ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܩܵܐܸܿܡ܂
ܘܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܠܵܐ ܢܸܦܪܥܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܗܡܹܐ ܡܼܢ ܕܲܠܡܸܡܚܵܐ ܠܲܒܼܪܵܟ܂ ܒܕܲܡܚܘܿܬܼܵܐ
ܓܝܸܪ ܠܛܲܠܝܵܐ ܐܲܝܟ ܙܸܒܼܠܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܕܓܲܢܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܝܟ ܡܹܐܣܲܪܬܵܐ ܕܟܝܼܣܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܝܟ
ܦܓܼܘܼܕܼܬܵܐ ܠܲܒܼܥܝܪܵܐ܁ ܘܐܲܝܟ ܡܹܐܚܲܕܼ ܬܲܪܥܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܲܒܸܫ ܝܲܠܕܵܟ ܡܼܢ
ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ ܕܲܢܢܝܼܚܵܟ ܒܪܲܒܘܼܬܼܵܟ ܐܲܟܹܣܲܝܗܝ ܘܲܡܚܝܼܘܗܝ ܥܲܕܼ ܗܘܸ ܛܠܹܐ܂
ܘܫܲܥܒܹܕܼܵܝܗܝ ܠܦܘܼܩܕܵܢܵܟ܂ ܕܠܵܐ ܒܵܬܲܪ ܩܲܠܝܼܠ ܢܹܪܒܸܐ ܘܢܸܡܪܲܕ ܥܠܲܝܟ ܘܲܢܒܲܙܚܵܟ
ܒܸܝܬܼ ܪ̈ܚܡܲܝܟ ܘܢܲܡܸܟ ܪܸܫܵܟ ܒܫܘܼ̈ܩܸܐ ܘܡܵܘܬܿܒܹ̈ܐ܂ ܘܬܸܒܼܗܲܬܼ ܡܼܢ ܒܝܼܫܘܼܬܼ
ܥܒܼܵܕܼܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܬܸܬܼܟܲܐܲܪ ܡܼܢ ܦܲܚ̈ܙܘܵܬܸܗ ܒܝܼ̈ܫܵܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܢܝܼ ܠܵܟ ܬܵܘܪܵܐ
ܕܪܵܒܲܥ܂ ܘܲܚܡܵܪܵܐ ܡܵܪܹܐ ܨܸܠܦܸ̈ܐ ܐܘܵܟܸܝܬܼ ܪܲܒ ܦܲܪܣܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܩܢܸܐ ܬܵܘܪܵܐ
ܩܲܪܢܵܢܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܚܲܒܲܪ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܲܩܢܵܢܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܩܢܸܐ ܥܲܒܼܕܵܐ ܥܵܪܘܿܩܵܐ܂
ܘܠܵܐ ܐܲܡܬܼܵܐ ܓܲܢܲܒܼܬܵܐ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܟܼܠܡܵܐ ܕܬܲܫܠܹܡ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܢܵܘܒܕܼܘܼܢܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܡܸ̈ܠܸܐ ܕܐ̄ܢܫ̈ܐ ܟܲܕܵܒܸ̈ܐ ܘܣܲܟܼ̈ܠܸܐ ܕܵܡܸܝܢ ܠܨܸܦܪܸ̈ܐ ܕܦܲܪ̈ܚܵܢ ܒܐܵܐܲܪ ܘܗܸܢܹܝܢ
ܫܲܐܡܝܼ̈ܢܵܢ܂ ܘܡܿܢ ܕܠܲܝܬܿ ܠܸܗ ܒܘܼܝܵܢܵܐ ܡܸܫܬܲܡ̈ܥܵܢ ܠܗܹܝܢ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܣܢܸܩ
ܠܐܲܒܼܵܗܲܝ̈ܟ ܕܲܢܠܘܼܛܘܼܢܵܟ܂ ܥܵܢܸܐ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܕܹܝܢ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ܂ ܒܲܕ ܐܲܡܝܼܪ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܓܹܝܪܕܡܿܢ
ܕܡܿܢ ܕܲܢܨܲܥܲܪ ܠܐܲܒܼܘܼܗܝ ܘܠܸܐܡܸܗ ܡܵܘܬܵܐ ܢܡܘܼܬܼ ܐܵܘܟܸܝܬܼ ܡܵܘܬܵܐ ܕܲܚܛܝܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܘܡܸܬܼܚܲܡܲܬܼ ܥܠܵܘܗܝ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ܂ ܘܡܿܢ ܕܲܢܝܲܩܲܪ ܠܐܲܒܼܘܼܗܝ ܘܠܸܐܡܸܗ܂ ܢܸܐܪܟܘܼܢ
ܚܲܝܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܥܲܠ ܐܲܪܥܵܐ܂ ܘܬܸܐܪܥܝܼܘܗܝ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܒܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܙܲܝܢܵܐ
ܠܵܐ ܬܗܲܠܸܟ܂ ܗܵܢܵܘ ܕܝܸܢ ܥܘܼܗܕܵܢܸܗ ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܢܸܣܬܲܪܲܩ ܡܼܢ ܠܸܒܵܟ܂ ܠܵܐ ܓܝܹܪ
ܝܼܕܝܼܥ ܐܲܝܟܵܐ ܢܸܐܪܥܵܟ ܒܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܵܟ܂ ܐܵܘܟܸܝܬܼ ܣܵܛܵܢܸ̈ܐ ܐܘܵ ܒܢܲܝ̈ܢܵܫܵܐ ܒܝܼ̈ܫܸ̈ܐ܂
ܐܸܬܼܥܲܬܲܕ ܒܐܘܼܪܚܵܟ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܲܒܼܥܸܠܕܒܼ̈ܒܸܐ ܣܲܓܝܼ̈ܐܸܐ ܐܝܼܬܼ ܠܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܝܟ
ܐܝܼܠܵܢܵܐ ܕܫܵܦܪܝܼܢ ܦܹܐܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܘܣܵܘܟܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܛܲܪ̈ܦܵܘܗܝ܂ ܗܵܟܲܢܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ
ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬܬܼܵܐ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܲܒܼܢܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܘܐܲܚܵܘ̈ܗܝ܂ ܘܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܓܹܝܪ ܕܠܲܝܬܿ ܠܸܗ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܵܐ
ܘܠܵܐ ܒܢܲܝ̈ܐ ܘܠܵܐ ܐܲܚܸ̈ܐ ܒܥܵܠܡܵܐ ܚܸܣܕܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܠܲܒܼܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܼܘ̈ܗܝ܂ ܘܲܣܢܸܐ
ܡܸܢܗܘܿܢ܂ ܘܕܵܡܸܐ ܗܵܟܝܹܠ ܠܐܝܼܠܵܢܵܐ ܕܥܲܠ ܝܲܕܼ ܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܕܟܼܠ ܕܥܵܒܲܪ ܐܵܟܸܠ
ܡܸܢܸܗ܂ ܘܚܲܝܘܬܼܵܐ ܕܒܲܪܵܐ ܡܵܘܬܿܪܵܐ ܡܙܝܼܥܵܐ ܛܲܪ̈ܦܵܘܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܐܸܡܲܪ
ܕܡܵܪܝ ܣܟܲܠ ܘܐܸܢܵܐ ܚܲܟܝܼܡ ܠܡܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܨܵܒܸܐ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܕܢܸܗܘܸܐ ܠܘܵܬܵܟ ܡܝܲܩܪܵܐ܂
ܘܐܵܦܸܢ ܐܝܼܬܼܵܘܗܝ ܡܛܵܘܫܵܐ ܐܲܝܟܲܢܵܐ ܕܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܠܵܟ ܪܚܝܼܡܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܚܫܘܿܒܼ
ܢܲܦ̮ܫܵܟ ܥܲܡ ܚܲܟܝܼܡܸ̈ܐ܂ ܟܲܕܼ ܛܵܒܼ ܠܲܝܬܲܝܟ ܠܘܵܬܼ ܐ̄ܢܵܫܸ̈ܐ ܒܗܵܢܵܐ ܐܲܩܡܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܡܲܠܸܠ ܩܕܼܵܡ ܡܵܪܵܟ ܡܸ̈ܠܸܐ ܕܣܲܟܼܠܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܠܹܠܘܬܼܵܐ܂ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ
ܒܥܲܝܢܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܡܲܣܠ̱ܝܵܐ ܘܫܝܼܛܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܡܼܢ ܗܵܢܿܘܿܢ ܕܡܸܬܼܐܡܲܪ ܠܗܘܿܢ
ܪܚܘܿܩܘ ܡܼܢ ܩܕܼܵܡ ܦܲܪܨܘܿܦܝ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܝܠܝܸܢ ܕܡܸܬܼܐܡܲܪ ܠܗܘܿܢ܂ ܩܪܘܿܒܼܘ
ܘܬܼܵܘ ܠܘܵܬܼܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܒܝܘܿܡ ܚܲܫܲܝ̈ܟ ܘܒܝܼܫ̈ܵܬܼܵܐ ܘܥܵܩ̈ܬܼܐ ܕܐܵܬܼܝ̈ܢ ܥܠܲܝܟ܂
ܠܵܐ ܬܒܲܙܲܚ ܘܲܬܼܨܲܲܥܲܪ ܠܡܵܪܵܟ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܫܬܿܡܲܥ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܟ ܘܢܸܪܓܲܙ ܥܠܲܝܟ
ܡܵܪܵܟ܂ ܟܲܕܼ ܢܸܗܘܘܿܢ ܥܒܼܵܕܲܝ̈ܟ ܩܵܝܿܡܝܼܢ ܩܕܼܵܡܵܘܗܝ܂ ܠܵܐ ܠܚܲܕܼ ܬܸܣܢܸܐ ܘܠܲܐ̄ܚܪܸܢܵܐ
ܬܲܚܸܒܼ܂ ܕܠܲܐ ܓܹܝܪ ܝܵܕܲܥ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܕܐܲܝܢܵܐ ܡܸܢܗܘܿܢ ܬܸܓܼܒܸܐ ܠܵܟ ܒܚܲܪܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܲܒܼܕܵܐ ܗܵܘܿ ܕܫܵܒܸܩ ܒܸܝܬܼ ܡܵܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܩܲܕܼܡܵܝܵܐ܂ ܘܐܵܙܸܠ ܠܘܵܬܼ ܐ̄ܚܪܹܢܵܐ ܠܵܐ
ܡܲܨܠܲܚ ܣܘܼܥܪܵܢܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܸܙܵܐ ܕܡܸܬܼܟܲܪܟܵܐ ܘܡܲܣܓܿܝܵܐ ܦܣ̈ܵܥܵܬܲܗܿ܂ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ
ܐܘܼܟܼܠܵܐ ܕܕܐܹܒܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܕܝܼܢܵܐ ܫܵܘܝܵܐ ܘܲܬܪܝܼܨܵܐ ܬܸܓܿܒܸܐ ܘܲܬܟܕܘܼܢ ܡܼܛܠ ܕܬܸܣܲܒܼ
ܣܲܝܒܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܡܝܲܩܲܪܬܵܐ ܘܬܸܬܿܢܝܼܚ ܒܩܲܫܝܼܫܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܚܲܠܵܐ ܠܸܫܵܢܵܟ ܒܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ
ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ܂ ܘܨܵܒܸܐ ܒܡܸܠܲܬܼ ܦܘܼܡܵܟ܂ ܘܡܲܠܸܠ ܥܲܡ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐܝܼܬܼ ܘܫܲܦܝܼܪܵܐܝܼܬܼ܂
ܡܼܛܠ ܕܕܘܼܢܒܸܗ ܕܟܲܠܒܵܐ ܝܵܗܵܒܼ ܠܸܗ ܠܲܚܡܵܐ܂ ܘܦܘܼܡܹܗ ܕܝܸܢ ܡܫܲܟܸܢ ܠܸܗ
ܡܚܘܿܬܼܵܐ ܕܟܹܐ̈ܦܸܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܫܒܘܿܩ ܟܢܵܬܼܵܟ ܕܲܢܕܼܘܼܫ ܥܲܠ ܪܸܓܼܠܵܟ ܕܠܵܐ
ܢܕܼܘܼܫ ܥܲܠ ܚܲܕܝܵܟ܂ ܗܵܢܵܘ ܕܝܸܢ ܒܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܼܵܟ ܣܵܛܵܢܵܐ܂ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܫܒܿܩܝܼܘܗܝ
ܕܢܸܣܥܘܿܪ ܒܵܟ ܚܛܵܗܵܐ ܡܸܕܸܡ ܕܲܙܥܘܿܪ ܕܠܵܐ ܢܸܣܥܘܿܪ ܪܲܒܵܐ܂
ܡܚܝܼ ܠܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ
ܚܲܟܝܼܡܵܐ ܒܡܸ̈ܠܸܐ ܕܚܸܟ̱ܡܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܗܵܘ̈ܝܵܢ ܒܠܸܒܸܗ ܐܲܝܟ ܚܸܟ̱ܡܬܼܵܐ ܡܥܲܠܲܝܬܵܐ܂
ܐܸܢ ܬܸܡܚܸܐ ܠܣܲܟܼܠܵܐ ܫܲܒ̈ܛܝܼܢ ܣܲܓܝܼܐܝܼ̈ܢ ܠܵܐ ܝܵܕܲܥ ܘܠܵܐ ܡܸܣܬܲܟܲܠ ܡܸܕܸܡ ܡܼܢ
ܛܲܒܼܬܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܫܲܕܲܪܬܿ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܚܲܟܝܼܡ ܠܡܸܓܼܡܲܪ ܣܘܼܥܪܵܢܵܟ܂
ܠܵܐ ܬܲܣܓܸܐ ܬܦܲܩܕܼܝܼܘܗܝ ܘܲܬܼܙܲܗܪܝܼܘܗܝ ܒܗܵܝܼ ܕܐܲܝܟܲܢܵܐ ܕܒܼܵܥܸܐ ܠܸܒܵܟ
ܢܸܓܼܡܘܿܪ ܠܵܟ܂ ܘܐܸܢܗܘܸ ܕܫܲܕܲܪܬܿ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܣܲܟܼܠܵܐ ܬܡܲܠܹܠ ܥܲܡܸܗ ܩܕܼܵܡ
ܐ̄ܢܵܫܵܐ܂ ܐܘܵ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܙܸܠ܂ ܘܗܸܘ ܗܵܟܹܝܠ ܠܵܐ ܬܫܲܕܪܝܼܘܗܝ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܠܵܐ ܡܡܲܠܸܐ
ܣܘܼܥܪ̈ܢܲܝܟ ܐܲܟܼܡܵܐ ܕܨܵܒܸܐ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ܂ ܐܵܦܹܢ ܬܦܲܩܕܼܝܼܘܗܝ ܣܘܿܓܼܵܐܐ ܛܵܒܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ ܓܝܸܪ ܫܲܕܪܘܿܟ ܠܕܘܼܟܬܼܵܐ ܡܸܕܸܡ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܣܢܸܩ ܐܸܢܘܿܢ ܕܲܢܫܲܕܪܘܼܢ
ܒܲܬܼܪܵܟ ܠܲܐ̈ܚܪ̈ܢܸܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܲܣܢܸܐ ܠܓܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܪܲܒܿ ܕܢܹܐܪܥܵܟ ܒܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ
ܡܼܢ ܐܲܬܲܪ ܕܠܵܐ ܝܵܕܲܥ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܢܲܣܵܐ ܒܪܵܟ ܐܵܘ ܛܲܠܝܵܟ ܠܘܼܩܕܵܡ
ܒܠܲܚܡܵܐ ܐܘܵ ܒܡܸܕܸܡ ܕܲܒܼܨܝܼܪ܂ ܘܟܹܢ ܐܲܫܠܸܡ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܡܵܡ̈ܘܿܢܵܟ ܘܩܹܢ̈ܝܵܢܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝܠܡܸܫܬܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܚܫܵܡܝܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܵܘܚܲܪ ܥܕܲܡܵܐ ܕܬܸܕܗܸܢ ܐܲܦܸܩ ܩܕܼܵܡ ܩܕܼܵܡ ܐܲܦܸܩ ܒܡܸܫܚ̈ܢܹܐ
ܒܡܸܫܚ̈ܢܸܐ ܒܲܣܝܼܡܸ̈ܐ ܕܠܵܐܒܪܸܫܵܟ ܨܘܼܠܦ̈ܬܼܵܐ܂ ܢܗܘ̈ܝܢ
ܒܸܪܝ ܡܿܢ ܐܝܼܕܸܗ ܡܲܠܝܵܐ܂ ܡܸܬܼܩܪܸܐ
ܚܲܟܝܼܡܵܐ ܡܫܲܒܿܚܵܐ܂ ܘܡܿܢ ܕܐܝܼܕܸܗ ܣܦܝܼܩܵܐ܂ ܩܵܪܸܝܢ ܠܸܗ ܡܵܣܟܸܢܵܐ ܣܢܝܼܩܵܐ
ܘܚܲܣܝܼܪܵܐ܂ ܘܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܠܵܐ ܡܫܲܡܸܫ ܠܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܟܼܠܸܬܼ ܥܸܠܘܲܝ ܘܒܸܠܥܸܬܼ ܨܘܼܪܵܐ܁
ܘܠܵܐ ܐܸܫܟܿܚܸܬܼ ܕܡܲܪܝܼܪ ܡܼܢ ܡܸܣܟܸܢܘܼܬܼܵܐܘܲܣܪܝܼܟܼܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܨܪܝܟܘܬܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܸܥܢܸܬܼ ܦܲܪܙܠܵܐ
ܘܐܲܒܼܵܪܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܚܙܸܝܬܼ ܕܝܲܩܝܼܪ ܡܼܢ ܚܵܘܒܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܸܥܢܸܬܼ ܡܸܠܚܵܐ ܘܟܹܐ̈ܦܹܐ
ܪܵܘܪ̈ܒܸܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܝܼܩܲܪܘ ܥܠܲܝ ܐܲܝܟ ܗܵܘܿ ܕܓܵܚܸܟ ܘܲܡܡܲܝܸܩ ܘܗܘܸ ܝܵܬܸܒܼ ܒܸܝܬܼ ܚܡܘܼܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܠܸܦ ܒܪܵܟ ܟܲܦܢܵܐ ܘܨܲܗܝܵܐ ܐܲܝܟܲܢܵܐ ܕܫܲܦܝܼܪ ܢܕܲܒܲܪ ܒܲܝܬܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ
ܣܢܹܩܬܿ ܘܲܚܣܲܪܬܿ܂ ܠܵܐ ܬܦܲܪܣܸܐܠܪ̈ܚܡܲܝܟ܂ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܠܘܵܬܼܗܘܿܢ ܐܲܝܟܵܝܘܼܬܵܟ ܐܝܟܢܝܘܬܟ
ܩܲܠܘܼܬܵܐ܂ ܣܲܡܝܘܼܬܼ ܥܲܝܢܹ̈ܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܣܲܡܝܘܼܬܼ ܠܸܒܵܐ܂ ܕܣܲܡܝܘܼܬܼ ܥܲܝܢܸ̈ܐ
ܡܗܲܕܝܵܐ ܠܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܬܪܝܼܨܬܵܐ܂ ܘܣܲܡܝܘܼܬܼ ܠܸܒܵܐ ܡܵܘܒܿܠܵܐ ܠܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܡܥܲܩܲܡܬܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܵܒܼ ܕܢܸܬܿܬܿܩܸܠ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܒܪܹ̈ܓܼܠܵܘܗܝ܂ ܡܼܢ ܗܵܝܿ ܕܢܸܬܿܬܿܩܹܠܠܵܐ ܒܠܹܫܵܢܸܗ܂ ܒܠܸܫܵܢܸܗ܂
ܡܵܐܸܬܼ ܛܲܠܝܵܐ ܟܲܕܼ ܡܸܬܿܬܿܩܸܠ ܒܪܸ̈ܓܼܠܵܘܗܝ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܒܠܸܫܵܢܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܚܲܒܼܪܵܐ
ܕܩܲܪܝܼܒܼ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܚܵܐ ܕܲܪܚܝܼܩ܂ ܘܲܫܡܵܐ ܓܝܸܪ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ܂ ܡܝܲܬܲܪ ܡܼܢ
ܡܸܫܚܵܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ܂ ܕܡܸܫܚܵܐ ܡܿܢ ܥܵܢܸܕܼ ܘܐܵܒܸܕܼ ܘܓܵܡܲܪ܂ ܘܲܫܡܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ
ܡܩܵܘܸܐ ܠܥܵܠܲܡ܂ ܒܸܪܝ ܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܥܵܒܲܪ ܘܡܸܬܼܚܲܒܲܠ܂ ܘܥܵܠܡܵܐ ܡܸܬܿܬܿܣܝܼܦ
ܡܵܘܦܸܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܠܲܝܬܿ ܠܸܗ ܢܝܵܚܵܐ ܒܥܵܡܲܪܬܵܐ܂ ܡܵܘܬܸܗ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܼܢ ܚܲܝܵܘ̈ܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܵܠ ܒܟܼܵܬܼܵܐ܂ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܼܢ ܩܵܠ ܙܡܵܪܵܐ ܘܚܲܕܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܕܩܵܠ ܒܟܼܵܬܼܵܐ ܘܬܸܢܚ̈ܬܼܵܐ
ܒܐܸܕܢܸܗ ܕܐ̄ܢܵܫ܂ ܐܝܼܬܼ ܒܸܗ ܕܸܚܠܲܬܼ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ܂ ܘܡܸܬܼܐܒܹܠ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܥܲܠ
ܚܛܵܗܵܘ̈ܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܦܸܕܬܼܵܐ ܕܠܲܚܡܵܐ ܒܐܝܼܕܼܵܟ܂ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܟܲܟܪܵܐ ܒܩܸܕܼܪܵܐ
ܕܚܲܒܼܪܵܟ܂ ܘܦܲܪܬܼܵܐ ܕܩܲܪܝܼܒܼܵܐ܂ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܬܵܘܪܵܐ ܕܪܲܚܝܼܩ܂ ܘܨܹܦܪܵܐ ܡܚܝܼܠܬܵܐ
ܕܒܼܐܝܼܕܼܵܟ܂ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܐܵܠܸܦ ܨܼܦܪ̈ܝܼܢ ܕܦܵܪ̈ܚܵܢ܂ ܡܸܣܟܸܢܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܕܲܡܟܲܢܫܵܐ
ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܡܵܡܘܿܢܵܐ ܕܡܸܬܼܦܲܪܲܚ܂ ܘܬܲܥܠܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܕܝܲܚ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܪܝܵܐ
ܕܡܲܝܝܼܬܼ܂ ܐܵܘܟܸܝܬܼ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܒܵܣܝܵܐ ܘܲܕܼܥܵܒܸܕ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܼܢ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܕܝܲܩܝܼܪ
ܘܲܡܛܲܢܲܦ ܒܲܚܛܝܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܲܟܪܵܐ ܕܥܲܡܪܵܐ܂ ܛܵܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܟܲܟܪܵܐ ܕܕܲܗܒܼܵܐ
ܘܲܕܼܣܸܐܡܵܐ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܕܲܗܒܼܵܐ ܘܲܕܼܣܹܐܡܵܐ ܡܸܬܿܛܲܡܪܝܼܢ ܘܡܸܬܼܟܿܣܸܝܢ ܒܐܲܪܥܵܐ
ܘܠܵܐ ܡܸܬܼܚܙܹܝܢ܂ ܘܥܲܡܪܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܡܸܬܼܚܙܸܐ ܒܫܘܼ̈ܩܹܐ܂ ܘܐܵܦ ܗܵܘܹܐ ܫܘܼܦܪܵܐ ܠܡܿܢ
ܕܠܵܒܸܫ ܠܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܡܘܿܪ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܒܠܸܒܵܟ ܘܗܵܘܝܵܐ ܠܵܟ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܓܼܠܸܐ
ܐ̄ܪܵܙ ܪܲܚܡܿܟ܂ ܘܐܸܢܕܝܹܢ ܓܠܲܝܬܵܝܗܝ ܐܲܓܼܥܸܠܬܵܝܗܝ ܘܐܲܫܠܸܡܬܵܝܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ
ܬܹܦܘܿܩ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܦܘܼܡܵܟ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܬܸܬܼܡܲܠܲܟ ܒܠܸܒܵܟ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܬܸܬܩܸܠ ܒܪܹܓܼܠܵܟ
ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܵܐ ܕܬܸܬܿܩܸܠ ܒܠܸܫܵܢܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ ܫܡܲܥܬܿ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ
ܛܡܘܿܪܸܝܗܿ ܒܠܸܒܵܟ ܐܲܝܟ ܕܒܲܐܪܥܵܐ܂ ܘܟܼܠ ܐܸܡܲܬܼܝ ܕܕܼܵܐܹܫ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܥܠܹܝܗܿ܂
ܬܩܲܒܿܪܝܼܗܿ ܘܬܼܵܘܒܿܕܝܼܗܿ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܒܲܝܢܵܬܼ ܐܲܝܠܹܝܢ ܕܡܸܬܼܟܲܬܿܫܝܼܢ ܠܵܐ ܬܩܘܼܡ܂
ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܡܼܢ ܓܘܼܚܟܵܐ ܗܵܘܝܵܐ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂ ܘܡܼܢ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ ܗܵܘܹܐ
ܬܲܟܼܬܘܼܫܵܐ܂ ܘܡܼܢ ܬܲܟܼܬܘܼܫܵܐ ܗܵܘܸܐ ܩܪܵܒܼܵܐ܂ ܘܡܼܢ ܩܪܵܒܼܵܐ ܕܝܹܢ ܩܹܛܠܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬ
ܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܐܝܼܬܲܝܟ ܬܲܡܿܢ ܐܵܘ ܬܸܬܼܩܛܹܠ܂ ܐܵܘ ܩܵܪܸܝܢ ܠܵܟ ܕܬܲܣܗܹܕܼ܂ ܒܪܲܡ ܕܝܸܢ
ܐܵܡܲܪ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ ܠܵܟ ܥܪܘܿܩ ܡܼܢ ܬܲܡܿܢ ܘܬܸܬܿܢܝܼܚ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܩܘܼܡ ܒܐܵܓܼܘܿܢܵܐ
ܠܡܹܐܪܲܥ ܕܚܲܝܠܬܼܵܢ ܡܸܢܵܟ ܘܥܲܒܼܪ̈ܢ ܡܸܠܵܘܗ̈ܝ ܥܠܲܝܟ܂ ܒܲܛܸܠ ܓܸܝܪ ܠܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ ܒܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܢܝܼ ܠܵܟ ܠܸܒܵܐ ܬܲܡܝܼܡܵܐ ܘܡܲܟܝܼܟܼܵܐ ܘܲܡܣܲܝܒܿܪܵܢܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܨܹܒܼܝܵܢܵܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ
ܩܢܝܼ ܠܵܟ܂ ܕܠܲܝܬܿ ܒܬܸܒܝܹܠ ܛܵܒܼ ܡܸܢܸܗ܂ ܘܬܸܚܸܐ ܚܲܝܸ̈ܐ ܕܗܲܢ̈ܝܼܐܵܢ ܘܒܲܣܝܼ̈ܡܵܢ܂ܒܸܪܝ
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܲܪܚܸܩ ܡܼܢ ܡܲܚܒܼܵܢܵܟ ܩܲܕܼܡܵܝܵܐ܂ ܕܲܠܡܵܐ ܡܲܚܒܼܵܢܵܟ ܐ̄ܚܪܵܝܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܡܩܵܘܸܐ
ܥܲܡܿܠ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܣܥܘܿܪ ܡܲܚܒܼܵܢܵܟ ܒܥܲܩܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܡܲܠܸܠ ܥܲܡܸܗ ܛܲܒܼܬܵܐ ܡܛܵܠܬܸܗ ܩܕܼܵܡ
ܫܘܼܠܛܵܢܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܡܲܪ ܠܲܡܦܲܠܵܛܘܼܬܸܗ ܡܼܢ ܦܘܼܡܸܗ ܕܐܲܪܝܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܚܕܸܐ ܒܡܵܘܬܵܐ
ܕܲܒܼܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܼܵܟ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܐܸܬܿܬܿܘܵܐ ܕܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܗܵܘܸܐܒܵܬܲܪ ܝܵܘ̈ܡܝܼܢ ܫܒܼܵܒܸܗ ܒܩܲܒܼܪܵܐ܂ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ
ܒܹܪܝ ܝܲܩܲܪ ܕܪܲܒ ܡܸܢܵܟ܂ ܘܐܲܛܐܸܒܼ ܠܸܗ ܘܩܘܼܡ ܡܸܛܠܬܸܗ ܘܩܲܕܸܡ ܥܠܵܘܗܝ ܒܲܫܠܵܡܵܐ܂
ܘܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܓܝܹܪ ܕܗܸܘ ܠܵܐ ܦܵܪܲܥ ܠܵܟ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܢܸܦܪܥܵܟ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܹܢܗܸܘ ܗܵܟܝܹܠ ܕܐܸܫܟܲܚܬܿ
ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܕܕܼܵܚܹܠ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܝܲܩܪܸܗ ܘܐܸܫܬܿܡܲܥ ܠܸܗ ܘܩܲܒܸܠ ܩܸܕܸܡ ܕܐܲܡܲܪ ܠܵܟ܂
ܕܲܢܨܲܠܸܐ ܥܠܲܝܟ ܘܲܢܒܲܪܟܼܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܢܵܬܸܗ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܒܕܲܟܼܝܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܗܘܸܝܼ
ܩܕܼܵܡܵܘܗܝ ܒܙܲܗܝܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܩܲܕܝܼܫܘܼܬܼܵܐ ܫܲܡܸܫܵܝܗܝ ܡܼܢ ܩܕܵܡܵܘܗܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܹܬܪܲܚܲܩ
ܘܐܸܙܕܗܲܪ ܡܸܢܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܢܩܘܼܡܘܼܢ ܡܲܝ̈ܐ ܒܪ̈ܲܕܲܝܵܐ܂ ܘܐܹܢ ܠܵܐ ܦܲܪ̈ܚܵܢ ܨܸܦܪܸ̈ܐ
ܒܲܫܡܲܝܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܢܲܥܒܼܵܐ ܢܸܚܘܲܪ܂ ܘܐܸܢ ܡܸܬܼܚܲܠܸܐ ܡܲܪܝܼܪܵܐ ܘܗܵܘܸܐ ܐܲܝܟ
ܕܸܒܼܫܵܐ܂ ܡܸܫܟܿܚܵܐ ܕܣܲܟܼܠܵܐ ܘܠܸܠܵܐ ܢܸܬܼܪܕܼܘܿܢ ܘܢܹܬܚܲܟܿܡܘܼܢ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܨܲܒܹܐ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ
ܠܡܸܬܼܚܲܟܵܡܘܼ܂ ܛܲܪ ܠܸܫܵܢܵܟ ܡܼܢ ܟܲܕܵܒܼܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܐܝܼܕܲܝ̈ܟ ܡܼܢ ܓܲܢܵܒܼܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܥܲܝܢܲܝ̈ܟ
ܡܼܢ ܚܵܘܪܵܐ ܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ ܘܬܹܬܼܩܪܸܐ ܚܲܟܝܼܡܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܸܝ ܒܲܥܠܲܝܡܘܼܬܼܵܟ ܬܲܡܝܼܡܵܐ
ܘܡܲܟܝܼܟܼܵܐ܂ ܘܲܗܘܸܝ ܡܫܲܒܠܵܢܵܐ ܒܲܣܝܼܡܵܐ ܫܲܬܝܼܩܵܐ ܘܡܸܫܬܲܡܥܵܢܵܐ܂
ܕܲܒܣܲܝܒܘܼܬܼܵܟ ܛܵܒܼܵܐܝܼܬܼ ܬܸܬܼܝܲܩܲܪ ܡܼܢ ܟܿܠܢܵܫ ܘܬܸܬܼܪܚܸܡ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܹܐܪܘܿܥ
ܠܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܒܲܙܒܲܢ ܪܹܫܵܢܘܼܬܸܗ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܬܸܥܒܲܪ ܢܲܗܪܵܐ ܒܝܲܬܝܼܪܘܼܬܸܗ ܘܡܲܚܫܘܼ̈ܠܵܘܗܝ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܥܲܝܢܵܐ ܕܒܲܪܢܵܫܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܣܲܒܼܥܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܟܪ̈ܦܵܬܼܵܐ ܘܩܸܢܝ̈ܢܵܐ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܣܲܒܼܥܵܐ ܡܼܢ
ܥܲܦܪܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܲܐ ܬܸܥܘܿܠ ܒܫܲܪܒܵܐ ܕܙܘܼܘܵܓܼܵܐ܂ ܡܼܛܠ ܕܐܸܢ ܢܹܗܘܸܐ ܫܲܦܝܼܪ ܠܵܐ
ܡܩܲܠܣܝܼܢ ܠܵܟ܂ ܘܐܸܢܕܹܝܢ ܢܸܗܘܸܐ ܒܝܼܫ ܡܲܓܢܝܼܢ ܠܵܟ ܡܵܝܛܝܼܢ ܠܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܠܡܿܢ
ܕܲܦܸܐܐ ܒܲܠܒܼܘܼܫܸܗ ܗܵܟܲܢܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܒܡܸܠܬܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ ܓܢܲܒܼܬܿ ܓܲܢܒܼܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܲܡܦܵܣ
ܒܵܟ ܫܲܠܝܼܛܲܐ܂ ܗܲܒܼܠܸܗ ܡܢܵܬܼܵܐ ܕܵܬܸܐ ܐܲܝܟ ܕܲܬܼܦܲܨܸܐ܂ ܘܐܸܠܵܐ ܟܠܡܸܕܸܡ ܡܵܪܝܼܪܵܐܝܼܬܼ
ܬܹܛܥܲܡ܂ ܘܟܼܠ ܥܵܩ̈ܬܼܵܐ ܬܸܣܒܘܿܠ܂
ܚܒܼܵܪ ܠܵܟ ܐܝܼܕܼܵܐ ܣܒܼܝܼܥܬܵܐ ܠܘܼܩܕܼܵܡ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܬܼ
ܘܣܸܒܼܥܲܬܼ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܐܝܼܕܼܵܐ ܕܲܟܼܦܸܢܬܵܐ ܗ̄ܘܼܵܬܼ ܘܣܸܒܼܥܲܬܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܲܠܒܵܐ ܕܫܵܒܸܩ ܡܵܪ̈ܘܗܝ
ܩܲܕܡ̈ܝܹܐ ܘܐܵܬܸܐ ܒܲܬܼܪܵܟ ܡܚܝܼܘܗܝ ܒܟܹܐܦܸ̈ܐ܂ ܒܗܵܝܿ ܕܐܵܦ ܨܹܐܕܲܝܟ ܠܵܐ ܡܩܵܘܸܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܫܒܼܘܿܩ ܕܢܸܡܚܸܝܟ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܚܲܟܝܼܡ ܫܲܒܼ̈ܛܝܼܢ ܣܲܓܝܼ̈ܐܸܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܢܸܡܫܚܵܟ
ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܕܙܲܠܝܼܠ ܘܲܣܟܲܠܒܲܣܝܼ̈ܡܹܐ܂ ܡܸܫܚ̈ܟܝܼܢ ܡܸܫܚ̈ܢܝܼܢ
ܒܸܪܝ ܡܿܢ ܕܐܸܬܼܗܲܝܡܿܢ ܒܪܸܚ̱ܡܬܼܵܐ
ܢܵܣܿܒܼ ܒܘܼܝܵܐܵܐ ܒܥܵܠܡܵܐ܂ ܘܒܼܘܼܣܵܡܵܐ ܒܚܲܪܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܪܒܲܥ ܠܵܐ ܡܸܫܬܲܪܲܪ
ܥܲܡܗܸܝܢ ܡܲܠܟܵܐ܂ ܚܲܝܠܵܐ ܕܡܵܘܗܦܵܛܵܐ܂ ܘܒܼܝܼܫܘܼܬܼ ܦܘܼܪܢܵܣܵܐ܂ ܘܣܘܼܝܵܒܼ
ܬܲܪܥܝܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܲܛܠܘܼܡܝܵܐ ܕܗܸܘܦܲܪܟܝܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܪܒܲܥ ܡܸܕܸܡ ܐ̄ܚܪ݁ܢܝܼܢ܂
ܦܵܪܘܿܫܵܐ܂ ܘܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ ܘܥܲܬܝܼܪܵܐ ܘܡܸܣܟܹܢܵܐ܂
ܬܸܚܸܐ ܡܲܠܟܵܐ ܬܸܚܵܐ ܠܥܵܠܲܡ
ܐܝܼܬ ܠܸܗ ܦܸܠܓܵܗܿ ܕܡܲܠܟܘܼܬܼܝ܂
ܦܸܠܓܵܗܿ ܕܡܲܠܟܘܼܬܼܝ
ܬܸܚܸܐ ܠܥܵܠܲܡ܂
ܬܸܚܸܐ
ܠܥܵܠܲܡ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܲܡܝܼܪ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܓܝܸܪ ܒܡܲܬܼܠܹ̈ܐ܂ ܡܿܢ ܕܠܵܐ ܫܵܡܲܥ ܒܐܸܕܼܢܸܗ܂ ܡܼܢ ܒܸܣܬܲܪ ܩܕܼܵܠܸܗ
ܐܲܫܡܥܝܼܘܗܝ܂
ܘܐܸܡܲܪ ܠܝܼ ܠܡܵܢܵܐ ܪܲܓܝܼܙ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܥܠܲܝ܂ ܐܸܡܪܸܬܼ ܠܸܗ ܡܼܛܠ ܕܐܸܢܵܐ
ܝܲܩܲܪܬܵܟ ܘܪܲܒܝܼܬܵܟ ܘܐܵܘܬܸܒܼܬܵܟ ܥܲܠ ܟܘܼܪܣܲܝ ܡܲܠܟܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܕܲܚܝܼܬܵܢܝ
ܡܼܢ ܡܵܘܬܲܒܼܝ ܘܲܪܚܸܡܬܿ ܩܸܛܠܝ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐܕܲܛܠܝܼܡ ܗ̄ܘܸܝܬܼ ܘܗܘܸ ܦܲܨܝܵܢܝ ܦܨܢܝ
ܕܵܚܸܐ ܠܲܡܫܲܩ̈ܠܸܐ܂ ܘܝܵܨܸܦ ܠܲܬܼܒܼܝܼܪ̈ܲܝ ܠܸܒܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܵܟ ܐܲܝܟ ܥܲܩܪܒܼܵܐ
ܕܲܡܚܵܬܼ ܥܘܼܩܣܵܗܿ ܠܫܘ݀ܥܵܐ ܘܠܵܐ ܪܓܸܫ ܒܵܗܿ܂ ܘܲܡܚܵܬܼ ܒܲܡܚܵܛܵܐ ܘܐܸܡܪܲܬܼܠܵܗܿ
ܠܵܗܿ ܡܚܵܛܵܐ ܗܵܐ ܥܘܼܩܣܝ ܩܫܸܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܡܼܢ ܕܝܼܠܸܟܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ ܥܸܙܵܐ
ܩܵܡܵܬܼ ܓܝܸܪ ܥܲܠ ܥܡܝܼܪܵܐ ܕܦܘܿܬܼܵܐ ܕܬܸܐܟܼܘܿܠ ܡܸܢܸܗ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܦܘܿܬܼܵܐ ܠܥܸܙܵܐ ܠܡܵܢܵܐ
ܐܲܟܼܠܲܬܝ ܠܝܼ ܕܓܸܠܕܼܟܼܝ ܒܝܼ ܨܲܒܥܝܼܢ ܠܸܗ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܓܸܝܪ ܥܵܙܵܐ܂ ܒܚܲܝܲ̈ ܐܵܟܼܠܵܐ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ
ܡܸܢܸܟܼܝ܂ ܘܲܒܼܡܵܘܬܝ ܢܸܥܩܪܘܼܢ ܬܘܼܒܼ ܥܢܵܩܲܝ̈ܟܝ ܘܲܢܨܲܒܥܘܿܢ ܒܸܟܼܝܡܸܫܟܿܝ܂ ܡܢܟܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ ܕܢܸܣܲܒܼ ܟܹܐܦܸ̈ܐ ܘܢܸܪܓܿܘܿܡ ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵ܂ ܘܟܹܐܦܵܐ ܕܝܹܢ ܠܵܐ ܐܸܬܼܡܲܢܥܲܬܼ
ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܘܲܩܪܵܐ ܚܛܝܼܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬ ܠܝܼ ܓܝܹܪ ܐܲܝܟ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܕܚܵܙܸܐ ܟܢܵܬܸܗ܂
ܕܪܵܥܸܠ ܡܼܢ ܩܘܼܪܫܵܐ ܘܫܵܩܸܠ ܕܵܘܠܵܐ ܕܡܲܝ̈ܐ ܘܢܵܣܸܟ ܥܲܠ ܪܸܫܸܗ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢ ܩܛܲܠܬܵܢܝ
ܡܸܫܟܲܚ ܗ̄ܘܲܝܬ ܕܲܬܼܩܘܼܡ ܒܕܼܘܼܟܵܬܼܝ ܘܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܝܵܪܘܿܬܼܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܝܵܕܲܥ ܐܸܢ ܢܸܐܪܲܟ
ܕܘܼܢܒܸܗ ܕܲܚܙܝܼܪܵܐ ܘܢܸܗܘܸܐ ܫܒܲܥ ܐܲܡܝܼ̈ܢ ܒܕܼܘܼܟܲܬܼ ܣܘܼܣܝܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܩܵܐܼܿܡ܂ ܘܐܸܢ ܓܝܸܪ
ܢܸܗܘܸܐ ܣܲܥܪܸܗ ܪܲܟܝܼܟ ܡܼܢ ܬܸܟܠܬܼܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܐܸܡܪܸܬܿ ܕܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܚܠܵܦܲܝ
ܘܬܹܐܚܘܿܕܼ ܕܿܘܼܟܵܬܼܝ ܘܬܸܩܫܸܐ ܝܘܼܠܦܵܢ̈ܝ ܘܗܘܼܦܵܟܲܝ̈܂ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬ ܗܵܟܸܝܠ ܠܵܐ ܠܝܘܼܠܦܵܢܝ
ܩܲܒܸܠܬ ܘܠܵܐ ܠܡܸܠܲܝ̈ ܫܡܲܥܬܿ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܐܲܟܼܫܲܪܬܼ ܘܠܵܐ ܫܡܲܥ ܩܵܠܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ ܐܲܪܝܵܐ ܕܐܲܪܲܥ ܚܡܵܪܵܐ ܒܥܸܕܵܢ ܨܲܦܪܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܡܲܪ ܐܲܪܝܵܐ ܠܲܚܡܵܪܵܐ
ܫܵܘܝܵܐܝܼܬܼ ܘܲܦܫܝܼܩܵܐܝܼܬܼ ܡܸܐܬܼܝܵܟ܂ ܐܸܡܲܪ ܕܝܸܢ ܚܡܵܪܵܐ ܫܠܵܡܵܟ ܗܵܢܵܐ ܢܸܦ̮ܓܲܥ ܗܼ̄ܘܵܐ
ܒܗܵܘܿ ܕܐܲܣܪܵܢܝ ܒܲܙܒܲܢ ܪܲܡܫܵܐ܂ ܘܲܠܘܵܝ ܠܵܐ ܚܙܹܝܬܼ ܦܲܪܨܘܿܦܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬ ܠܝܼ
ܐܲܝܟ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܕܥܲܠ ܙܸܒܼܠܵܐ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܠܵܗܿ ܕܝܸܢ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ ܡܵܢܵܐ ܥܵܒܸܕܼ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿܗܲܪܟܵܐ ܗܵܪܟܵܐ
ܦܲܚܵܐ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܗܵܐ ܡܨܲܠܝܵܐ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܡܪܲܝܡܵܐ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ
ܘܡܵܢܵܘ ܗ̄ܘܼ ܗܵܢܵܐ ܕܲܣܡܝܼܟܼܵܐ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܥܠܵܘܗܝ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܗܵܢܵܐ ܚܘܼܛܪܝ܂
ܗܸܘ ܕܐܸܣܬܿܡܸܟ ܥܠܵܘܗܝ ܒܲܙܒܲܢ ܨܠܘܿܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ ܘܡܵܢܵܘ ܗܵܢܵܐ
ܕܲܒܼܦܘܼܡܸܟܼܝ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܗܵܢܵܐ ܡܸܐܟܼܠܵܐ ܘܡܲܫܬܿܝܵܐ ܗ̄ܘܼ ܠܐܲܝܠܸܝܢ ܕܨܵܝܒܝܼܢ
ܠܘܵܬܼܝ܂ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܐܸܬܼܩܲܪܲܒܼܝ܂ ܘܩܸܪܒܲܬܼ ܓܝܸܪ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ ܕܬܸܐܟܼܘܿܠ
ܘܐܲܚܕܵܗܿ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܨܵܘܪܵܗ܂ ܥܢܵܬܼ ܓܝܼܪ ܨܸܦܪܵܐ ܘܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܠܦܲܚܵܐ ܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܠܲܚܡܿܟ
ܗܵܢܵܐ ܠܟܲܦ̈ܢܸܐ ܗ̄ܘܼ ܠܵܐ ܢܩܲܒܸܠ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܙܸܕܩܬܼܵܟ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܛܲܝܒܘܼܬܼܵܟ܂ ܘܐܸܢܗܸܘ ܕܨܵܘܡܵܟ
ܗܵܢܵܐ ܘܲܨܠܘܿܬܼܵܟ ܠܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ ܠܵܐ ܢܩܲܒܸܠ ܨܵܘܡܿܟ ܘܠܵܐ ܨܠܘܿܬܼܵܟ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܢܫܲܠܸܡ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ
ܥܲܡܸܟܼܝ ܒܛܲܒܼܬܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܿܬ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ ܩܲܠܡܵܐ ܕܗܵܘܝܵܐ ܒܚܹܛܸ̈ܐ܂ ܘܠܵܐ ܡܵܘܬܿܪܵܐ
ܡܸܕܸܡ ܘܲܡܚܲܒܿܠܵܐ ܠܚܸ̈ܛܸܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ ܟܲܠܒܵܐ ܕܐܸܬܼܩܲܪܲܪ ܘܥܲܠ ܠܒܲܝܬܵܐ
ܠܡܸܫܚܲܢ܂ ܘܟܲܕܼ ܫܚܸܢ ܫܲܪܝܼ ܢܵܒܲܚ ܥܲܠ ܒܢܲܝ̈ ܒܲܝܬܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ
ܚܙܝܼܪܵܐ ܕܐܸܙܲܠ ܥܲܡ ܪܹ̈ܫܵܢܸܐ ܠܒܲܢܸ̈ܐ ܕܢܸܣܚܸܐ܂ ܘܟܲܕܼ ܣܚܼܵܐ ܘܲܢܦܲܩ ܡܼܢ ܒܲܢܸܐ
ܐܸܫܟܲܚ ܣܝܵܢܵܐ ܢܚܸܬܼ ܘܐܸܬܼܓܲܪܓܲܚ ܒܸܗ܂
ܟܲܠܒܵܐ ܐܲܝܢܵܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܡܸܬܼܐܟܸܠ ܡܼܢ
ܨܲܝܕܸܗ܂ ܡܸܐܟܼܠܵܐ ܕܕܸܐܒܹ̈ܐ ܢܸܗܘܹܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܝܼܕܼܵܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܦܵܠܚܵܐ ܘܬܸܐܬܲܪ ܡܸܕܸܡ
ܘܬܸܗܘܸܐ ܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ ܘܐܵܣܘܿܛܝܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܫܚܵܬܼܵܗܿ ܬܹܬܼܦܲܫܲܚ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܥܲܝܢܵܐܕܙܲܝܩܵܐ ܕܕܝܩܵܐ
ܠܡܸܕܸܡ ܚܲܪܫܵܐ ܢܸܚܨܘܼܢܵܗܿ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܵܐ ܦܲܪܨܘܿܦ ܡܲܠܟܵܐ ܚܵܘܝܼܬܵܟ܂ ܘܠܐܝܼܩܵܪܵܐ
ܪܲܒܵܐ ܡܲܢܲܥܬܵܟ ܘܪܲܒܼܝܬܵܟ܂ ܘܲܚܠܵܦ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܦܪܲܥܬܵܢܝ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂ ܕܥܵܒܸܕܼ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ
ܥܲܡܿܟ ܡܵܢܵܐ ܬܸܦܪܥܝܼܘܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܲܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܐܲܝܟ ܟܵܟܼܘܿܫܬܵܐ ܐܸܡܲܪܝ ܠܵܗܿ ܐܲܪܦܵܝ
ܡܸܢܸܟܼܝ ܓܲܢܵܒܼܘܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܢܸܥܒܸܕܼ ܠܸܟܼܝ ܡܲܠܟܵܐ ܗܲܡܢܝܼܟܼܵܐ ܡܼܢ ܕܲܗܒܼܵܐ܂ ܐܸܡܪܲܬܼ ܕܝܹܢ
ܐܸܢܵܐ ܐܘܼܡܵܢܘܼܬܼܝ ܐܵܒܼܝ ܘܐܹܡܝ ܠܵܐ ܫܵܒܼܩܵܐ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܵܐ ܟܿܠ ܡܹܐܟܼܠܵܐ
ܒܲܣܝܼܡܵܐ ܐܵܘܟܸܠܬܵܟ܂ ܐܲܢ̄ܬ ܕܝܸܢ ܠܲܚܡܵܐ ܒܨܝܼܪܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܣܲܒܲܥܬܵܢܝ ܘܐܸܢܵܐ ܛܡܝܼܪ
ܘܲܡܚܲܦܲܝ܂ ܒܪܲܡ ܕܝܹܢ ܒܥܲܝܬܿ ܠܩܸܛܠܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܪܲܒܝܼܬܼ ܩܵܘܡܬܼܵܟ ܐܲܝܟ ܐܲܪܙܵܐ܂
ܦܿܐܝܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬ ܗܵܟܹܝܠ ܐܲܡܸܟܼܬܵܢܝ ܒܚܲܝܲܝ̈ ܘܲܠܚܸܦܪܵܐ ܐܲܚܸܬܼܬܵܢܝ ܒܣܘܿܓܵܐܬܼ
ܢܸܫܒܸ̈ܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܣܵܒܲܪ ܗ̄ܘܸܝܬܼ ܕܒܼܵܢܸܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܦܘܼܪܩܵܣܵܐ ܚܲܣܝܼܢܵܐ ܕܐܸܣܬܲܬܲܪ
ܒܸܗ ܡܼܢ ܒܥܸܠܕܒܼܵܒܲܝ̈܂ ܘܡܵܪܝܵܐܡܸܢܵܟ܂ ܒܲܕܼ ܐܸܢܵܐ ܒܥܸܝܬܼ ܠܵܟ ܟܿܠ ܛܲܒܸܬܼܵܐ ܦܲܨܝܵܢܝ ܦܨܢܝ
ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬ ܦܪܲܥܬܵܢܝ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂ ܒܵܥܸܢܵܐ ܕܐܸܚܲܛܹܛ ܥܲܝܢܲܝ̈ܟ ܘܐܹܦܲܣܸܩ ܠܸܫܵܢܵܟ ܘܲܒܼܣܲܝܦܵܐܐܸܫܩܘܿܠ
ܐܸܫܩܘܿܠ ܪܸܫܵܟ܂ ܘܟܼܠ ܒܝܼܫ̈ܬܼܵܐ ܐܲܣܒܿܠܵܟ܂
ܘܲܥܢܵܐ ܓܝܸܪܢܵܕܵܢ ܘܐܸܡܲܪ ܠܝܼ ܚܵܣ ܠܵܟ
ܕܢܸܗܘܘܿܢ ܡܸܢܵܟ ܒܝܼܫ̈ܬܼܵܐ܂ ܐܸܠܵܐ ܐܲܝܟ ܛܲܝܒܘܼܬܼܵܟ ܥܒܸܕܼ ܥܲܡܝ܂ ܘܚܲܣܵܐ ܠܝܼܗܵܘܡܵܐ ܗܵܘ ܡܵܐ
ܕܲܚܛܝܸܬܼ ܩܕܵܡܲܝܟ ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܫܵܒܸܩ ܚܵܘ̈ܒܸܐ ܕܚܲܝܵܒܼܵܐ ܘܲܚܛܵܗܸ̈ܐ ܕܚܲܛܵܝܵܐ ܘܲܡܩܲܒܹܠ
ܠܬܲܝܵܒܼܵܐ܂ ܐܲܢ̄ܬܿ ܕܝܸܢ ܩܲܒܹܠܲܝܢܝ ܕܐܸܫܲܡܸܫ ܪ̈ܲܟܼܫܲܝܟ܂ ܘܐܸܪܥܹܐ ܚܙܝܼܪ̈ܝܟ܂ܘܐܹܚܘܿܡ ܘܐܚܡ
ܙܸܒܼܠܵܟ܂ ܘܐܸܢܵܐ ܡܿܢܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܒܝܼܫܵܐ܂ ܘܐܲܢ̄ܬ ܓܲܒܼܪܵܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ܂ ܡܸܩܪܸܐ ܡܸܐܩܪܸܐ
ܐܸܡܪܸܬܼ ܠܸܗ ܓܝܸܪ
ܒܹܪܝ ܥܠܲܝܡܘܼܬܼ ܢܸܫܪܵܐ ܛܵܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܡܼܢ ܥܠܲܝܡܘܼܬܼ ܥܘܼܪܒܼܵܐ ܣܲܪܝܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܐܸܡܲܪܘ ܠܕܸܐܒܼܵܐ ܐܸܬܼܪܲܚܲܩ ܡܼܢ ܩܲܪܝܼܒܘܼܬܼ ܥܵܢܵ̈ܐ ܕܠܵܐ ܬܹܐܬܸܐ ܢܦܵܬܼܵܗܿ ܥܠܲܝܟ܂
ܐܸܡܲܪ ܕܸܐܒܼܵܐ ܠܵܐ ܡܸܬܼܪܲܚܲܩ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ܂ ܒܲܕܼ ܢܦܵܬܼܵܐ ܓܝܸܪ ܕܥܵܢ̈ܐ ܣܲܡܵܐ ܗ̄ܝܼ ܠܥܲܝܢܲܝ̈܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܥܠܘܼܗܝ ܠܕܸܐܒܼܵܐ ܠܘܵܬܼ ܣܵܦܪܵܐ ܕܢܸܐܠܲܦ܂ ܐܸܡܲܪ ܠܹܗ ܡܲܠܦܵܢܵܐ܂ ܘܸܡܲܪ ܐܵܠܲܦ
ܒܹܝܬܼ܂ ܥܢܼܵܐ ܕܝܸܢ ܕܸܐܒܼܵܐ ܘܐܹܡܲܪ ܐܸܡܪܐܵ ܘܓܲܕܼܝܵܐ ܐܲܟܼܡܵܐ ܕܲܒܼܟܲܪܣܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܡܼܢ ܙܲܒܼܢܵܐ ܕܐܲܠܸܦܬܼܵܟ ܠܵܐ ܐܵܡܵܪ ܗ̄ܘܸܝܬܼ ܕܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܫܲܠܝܼܛܵܐ ܗ̄ܘܼ ܘܟܹܐܢܵܐ ܘܕܲܝܵܢܵܐ
ܬܪܝܼܨܵܐ܂ ܕܥܵܒܼܕܝܼܢ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܦܵܪܲܥ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܕܥܲܒܕܝܼܢ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ ܦܵܪܲܥ ܠܗܘܿܢ
ܒܝܼܫܬܸܐ܂ ܘܣܲܐܸܿܡ ܒܪܹܫܗܘܿܢ ܓܸܗܲܢܵܐ ܘܫܘܼܢܵܩܵܐ܂ ܒܲܕ ܠܲܝܬܿ ܒܲܝܢܲܝ ܘܠܵܟ ܣܛܲܪ
ܡܼܢ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܫܲܠܝܼܛܵܐ ܘܗܸܘ ܢܸܦܪܥܵܟ ܐܲܝܟ ܥܒܼܵܕܲܝ̈ܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܪܹܫܸܗ ܕܲܚܡܵܪܵܐ
ܣܵܡܘܼܗܝ ܘܲܢܦܲܠ ܘܐܸܬܼܓܲܢܒܲܪ ܥܲܠ ܐܲܪܥܵܐ܂ ܘܐܸܡܲܪܘ ܠܸܗ ܐ̄ܢܵܫ̈ܐ ܘܗܘܸ ܐܸܬܼܚܲܡܲܬܼ
ܥܲܠ ܪܘܼܚܸܗ ܕܠܵܐ ܩܲܒܸܠ ܐܝܼܩܵܪܵܐ ܘܪܘܼܡܪܵܡܵܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝܓܝܸܪ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܐܸܫܬܲܪܲܬܼ ܐܫܬܪܪܬ
ܕܐܲܡܝܼܪܵܐ ܕܝܼܠܸܕܬܵܝܗܝ ܩܪܝܼܘܗܝ ܒܪܵܟ܂ ܘܲܕܼܪܲܒܝܼܬܵܝܗܝ ܕܝܸܢ ܩܪܝܼܘܗܝ ܥܲܒܼܕܵܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܕܝܲܬܝܼܪ ܡܸܢ ܡܸܠܬܼܵܐ ܗܵܕܸܐ ܠܲܝܬܿ ܕܫܲܪܝܼܪܵܐ܂ ܐܸܢ ܕܝܸܢ ܒܲܪ ܚܵܬܼܵܟ ܗ̄ܘܼ ܒܐܹܣܬܼܵܐ
ܫܲܩܸܦܝܲܗܝ ܘܥܲܠ ܐܲܪܥܵܐ ܫܕܼܝܼܘܗܝ܂ ܘܲܕܼܝܵܕܲܥ ܓܝܸܪ ܟܲܣܝ̈ܬܼܵܐ ܐܲܠܵܗܵܐ ܗܼ̄ܘ܂
ܘܦܵܪܲܥ ܠܟܼܠܢܵܫ ܐܲܝܟ ܥܒܼܵܕܼܵܘ̈ܗܝ ܐܸܢ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܘܐܹܢ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂ ܘܗܘܸ ܢܕܘܼܢ ܒܲܝܢܲܝ
ܘܠܵܟ܂ ܐܸܢܵܐ ܗܵܟܸܝܠ ܡܸܟܸܝܠ ܠܵܐ ܐܵܡܲܪ ܐ̄ܢܵܐ ܠܵܟ ܡܸܕܸܡ܂ ܒܪܲܡ ܕܝܹܢ ܡܵܪܝܵܐ ܦܵܪܲܥ
ܠܵܟ ܐܲܟܸܡܵܐ ܕܫܵܘܸܐܐܲܢ̄ܬܲ܂ ܐܲܢ̄ܬ܂
ܕܢܸܥܒܸܕܼ ܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ ܡܵܪܝܵܐ ܢܸܦܪܥܝܼܘܗܝ ܒܛܲܒܼܬܼܵܐ܂ ܘܲܕܼܢܸܥܒܸܕܼ ܒܝܼܫܬܵܐ܂ ܒܒܼܝܼܫܬܵܐ
ܢܸܦܪܥܝܼܘܗܝ ܡܵܪܸܗ ܘܲܕܼܚܵܦܲܪ ܒܸܝܪܵܐ ܠܚܲܒܼܪܸܗ܂ ܗܘܸ ܢܵܦܸܠ ܒܵܗܿ܂ ܘܲܕܼܨܵܠܸܐ
ܦܲܚܵܐ ܗܘܸܒܵܗܿ܂ ܘܡܸܬܼܚܲܓܲܪ ܠܗܵܘܬܼܵܐ ܫܝܘܿܠܲܝܬܵܐ܂ ܡܸܬܕܿܚܸܕܼ ܡܬܐܚܕ