38 pp. (fol. 1r-8v, 15t-25v, 171r-v; the right order: fol. 171r-v, 2r-v, 1r-v, 6r-8v, 15r-25v)
East Syriac script
This manuscript was part of the collection of David Samuel Margoliouth (1858–1940). It was acquired by the Bodleian Library in 1980.
[...] you shall not tell, and whatever you see, you shall not reveal.
2 My son, do not loosen a sealed bond, and do not seal one that is loosened.
My son, let not your lips release words that are not yours.
My son, if you lift up your eyes and see a woman with make-up, do not desire her, for if you give her all that you have, you will find no profit in her, and you will have committed a sin against God.
My son, do not be hasty with your tongue like the almond tree which grows first and whose fruit is eaten last; my son, be still like the fig tree which grows last for you, and its fruit is eaten first.
My son, lower your eyes and soften your voice and look down; be reserved and not
impudent, for if a loud voice were enough to build a house, the donkey would build two palaces a day, and if the plough were driven by sheer strength, the ploughshare would never be taken off the camel's neck.
My son, it is good to be in relation with the wise man and not with the foolish man.
My son, pour your wine over the grave of the righteous, and do not drink it with the foolish.
My son, flee from the quarrelsome and talkative woman.
My son, do not run after the beauty of a woman, and do not desire her in your heart, for the beauty of a woman is her good sense, her word, and her honour.
My son, if anyone comes to meet you with malice, meet him with wisdom.
My son, the ungodly falls, and the righteous rises in his place.
My son, do not deprive your son of blows.
My son, tame your son while he is young, and break his back while he is young, before he is stronger than you and you are covered with shame.
My son, acquire a strong bull and a donkey provided with good hooves, but do not acquire a runaway servant
or a thieving maid, lest they cause you to lose all that is yours.
My son, the words of a lying manare like fat sparrows, and he who has a heart eats them.
My son, do not bring upon yourself the curse of your father and mother, lest you [not] rejoice in the good of your sons.
My son, do not set out without a sword, for you do not know what enemies will meet you.
My son, as
a tree is adorned by its fruit and a mountain by its trees, so is a man adorned by his wife and children. A slave without brothers and wife is despised and scorned by his enemies, so that he is likened to a tree by the roadside, which every passer-by plucks and every beast of the field tears off its leaves.
My son, do not say, "My lord is foolish and I am wise," but rebuke him for his faults, and you will be loved.
My son, do not count yourself among the wise, lest others do not praise you.
My son, do not multiply your words before your master, lest you become contemptible in his eyes.
My son, in the evil day, donot curse God, lest He hear your words and become angry with you.
My son, you shall not love your servant more than your heir; you shall not hate the one nor love the other,
for you do not know which shall remain with you in the end.
My son, the servant who abandons his first master and follows another does not improve his cases.
My son, pronounce a right judgment, and you will lead a peaceful old age.
My son, let your tongue be sweet and your speech pleasant, for the tail of the dog gives him his bread, and his mouth brings [him] blows.
My son, do not let your friend step on your foot, lest he [also] step on your neck.
My son, strike the wise man with wisespeech, and it will be like a fever in his heart; [but] if you strike the foolish man with many blows, he will not understand.
My son, send out the wise men, and do not give them many orders, but if
you send out the fool, go rather yourself instead and do not send him.
My son, test your companion with bread and water, then you will leave your goods and possessions in his hands.
My son, go out first from the feast and do not stay to anoint with perfumes, lest you be bruised.
My son, he whose hand
is full is called wise, and he whose hand is empty is called foolish, and the people and the poor do not honour him.
My son, I have eaten bitter things and I have swallowed slimy things, and I have found nothing more bitter than poverty.
My son, I have carried leadthat is lead and rolled iron, and it hasnot been as heavy for me as a debt, where a man descends without eating and without drinking.
My son, teach your child hunger
and thirst, that he may rule his house according to what his eye has seen.
My son, My son, it is better to be blind (in the) eyes than blind (in the) heart, for the blind of the eyes quickly multiplies the way, follows it and comes; he is better than the blind man of the heart, who abandons the right path and goes astray.My son, a near neighbour prevails over a distant brother; and a good name prevails over beauty, for a good name remains and beauty perishes.My son, death is better than life for the man who has no rest; and the sound of groaning prevails for a man with a heart than the sound of singing, joy and music.My son, a bone in your hand is better than a goose in someone else's pot. My son, the sheep that is near is better than the bull that is far away; better
is a sparrow in your hand than a thousand sparrows flying in the air. My son, poverty that gathers is better than wealth that scatters, and a living fox is better than a dead lion.
My son, lock the word in your heart, and it will do you good; for if you speak the word, you [may] change your friend.
My son, let no word go out of your mouth until you have turned it over in 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 a man, bury it four cubits deep in the earth, so that [even] if you step on it, you lose it.
My son, do not remain among those who quarrel, for from quarrelling comes judgment, and from judgment comes death.
My son, if you see a man who is older than you, stand before him;
[and] if he does not reward you, God will reward you.
My son, keep your tongue from lying and your hand from stealing, and you will be called wise.
My son, do not involve yourself in the betrothal of a woman: if it brings harm, they will curse you; and if it brings good, they will not bless you.
My son, he who shines in his clothing shines in his speech, and he who is contemptible in his clothing is contemptible in his speech.
My son, if you find anything [placed] before an idol that is show forth, offer it his share.
My son, give yourself to the hand that was full and [is now] hungry, and do not give yourself to the hand who was hungry and is now satisfied.
My son, stone the dog that abandons its masters and follows you, for it will not stay near you.
My son, if the wise man strikes you with many strokes of the stick,
let not the foolish man anoint you with fine ointments.
My son, you will not be coorupted by the wise, and you will not become wise
with the corrupt.
My son, if you have shoes on your feet, walk through thorns and make for yourself a path for your children.
My son, if a rich man eats a snake, it is said that he eats it for healing; and if a poor man eats it, it is said that he eats out of hunger.
My son, eat your portion and do not quarrel with your friend.
My son, do not eat bread with one who has no modesty.
My son, do not envy your neighbour's good, and do not rejoice in his misfortune.
My son, do not abandon your first friend, lest there be no one else to take his place.
My son, do not go down to the garden of the judges, and do not marry the daughter of a judge.
My son, visit your friend
with good words; speak before the prefect to save him from the lion's mouth.
My son, do not rejoice over your enemy when he dies.
My son, when a man stands without (occupying) a place, when a bird flies without wings, when the raven is white as snow and the bitter becomes sweet as honey—then the fool becomes wise.
My son, if you are a priest of God, take good care and appear before Him in purity.
My son, the man whom God has showered with blessings shall also be honoured by you.
My son, do not enter into judgment with a man on his day, and do not resist the river when it floods.
My son, the human eye is like a fountain of water—it is not satisfied with riches until it is filled with dust.
My son, do not stay near the quarrelsome people, for, my son, after jesting comes quarrel, after quarrel comes strife, andafter strife arises murder.
My son, who[ever] does not listen with his ears will be made to listen with his neck.
My sonNadan answered and said to me: "My lord, why are you angry with your sister’s son?" And again, I said to him: "My son, I set you on the throne of honour, but you cast me down from my throne. But my righteousness has saved me."
My son, you have been to me like a scorpion striking a ram’s rock." And it [the rock] answered and said to it: "You have struck at a calm heart." And again it said: "You have struck at a sting worse than yours." And again he struck the camel in its hoof, and it raised its head to the sky and said to it: "Your soul shall feel like my soul."
My son, you have been to me like a goat standing over a red berry and eating from it. And the red berry said to him: "Why do you eat me, behold, when you treat your skin with my root?" The goat replied and said to it: "I eat you during my life, and after my death, they will pull you up by your roots."
My son, you have been to me like the one who threw a stone at heaven, and it did not reach heaven, but he received punishment from God.
My son, you were like
My son, you were like the one who saw his companion shivering with cold and took a pitcher of water and poured it over him.
Oh, my son, if you had killed me, you would have been able to stand in my place; but you should know, my son, that even if the tail of the pig were to grow to seven ells, it would not take the place of the horse, and even if its bristles were soft and woven, it would not ascend to the body of a free man.
My son, I intended that you should be in my place, that you should acquire my house and my wealth, and that you should inherit them. But God was not pleased, and He did not hear your voice.
You have been to me likea lion that came upon a donkey in the morning of the day, and said to him, "Welcome, my Lord Cyrus." The donkey replied and said to the lion: "May the same welcome that you give me be given to the man who tied me up last night, but did not tie my loins, lest I should see your face."
My son, you have been to me like a snare that was set on a dunghill, and afig-pecker saw it and said: "What are you doing here?" And this snare said to it: "I am praying to God."
This fig-pecker said: "And this in your mouth — what is it?" The snare said: "Bread for strangers." [Then] the fig-pecker approached to take it, and [the snare] caught it by the neck. And while the fig-pecker was flapping, it said: "If this is bread for strangers, may the God to whom you pray never hear your voice."
You have been to me like a kind* of partridge that is not able to save itself from death. However, it gathers its companions around itself and causes them to be killed.
My son, you have been to me like someone who rebukes the bulls and leaves them alive there.
My son, you have been to me like a weevil that destroys the granaries of kings, but has no hold on anything.
My son, you have been to me like a pot on which they have made golden handles, but the soot has not been scraped off the bottom.
My son, you have been to me like a ploughman who sowed a field that contains twenty seahs, and when he reaped it, brought twenty seahs forth. And the ploughman replied and said to it: "I became wearied of you, field!
But you were not ashamed that you have made a peck out of a peck."
My son, you have been to me like a he-goat that calls its fellows to the kitchen, but does not save itself from slaughter.
My son, you have been to me like a dog that went into the potter's oven to warm itself, and when it was warm, it got up to blow at them.
My son, you have been to me like a swine that had gone to the bathhouse, and when it saw a trench of mud, it went down and bathed in it, and said to them: "Come and bathe!"
My son, you have been to me like “My finger was on your mouth, and your finger was on my eyes.”
My son, the dog that did not eat fromhis lord’s prey shall be the prey of the wolves, and the hand that is not industrious shall be cut off from its shoulder, and the eye with which I cannot see shall be plucked out by the raven.
My son, why shall I remember you?
My son, if she steals land, where shall she go and eat it?
My son, I showed you the face of the king and nobles,
and I let you receive great honour, but you rewarded me for my good deeds with evil; for the evil deeds, what shall I reward you?
My son, you have been to me like the cat to whom they say: "Give up thine thieving, and thou shalt go out and come in as your soul pleased." And this cat said to them: "Even if I had eyes of silver and hands of gold and feet of pearls, I would not stop stealing."
My son, you were to me like a snake that was tied to a bush and went to the river. And the lion saw it and said: "Evil rides on evil, and worse than either carries them away." The snake said to this lion: "Behold, lord, would you return the goats to their lords?"
My son, you have been to me like colts that have become murderers of their mothers.
My son, I fed you with all that was good all days, but you fed me with bread of the soil, and you were not satisfied.
My son, I anointed you with sweet ointments, but you
defiled my body with dust; I made you drink old wines, and you did not satisfy me with water in abundance.
My son, you were to me like a mole that ascended from the ground to confront God to His eyes. An eagle came, carried it off, and killed it.
My sonNadan answered and said to me: "These happenings without mercy shall be far from you, my lord! Do unto me according to your mercy: for even God forgives a man his faults when he sins; and you, too, forgive me, so that I may serve your horses, and feed your sheep and swine. I shall be called an evil man, but you shall be called good."
I answered and said to him: "My son, you have been to me like a palm tree which stood by the road and its fruit was not accepted. And its master came and wanted to cut it down, this palm tree said to him: 'Leave me one year, and I will give you carobs.' His master said to him: 'O fool,
you have not been diligent in your own fruit; will you be diligent with that which is not your own?'"
My son, the old age of the eagle is better than the youth of the vulture.
My son, they say to the wolf: "Be far away from the sheep!" It said: "The dust is good for my eyes." They said to him: "A, B," and the wolf said: "Kid, lamb."
My son! They put the head of the donkey on a table, and it rolled off and fell into the dust. They said: "It was angry with itself because it did not receive honour, but wrath."
He began with a word, my son, that said: "Call him whom you have begotten your son, and he whom you raised, [call] a slave." My son! More than all words this is true: "Lead your sister's son under your armpit, take him and strike him against a stone." But, my son, He who gave me life will judge between us."
ܐܢܬܿ ܠܐ ܬܐܹܡܲܪ܂ ܘܟܼܠ ܕܚܵܙܐ
ܐܢܬ ܠܐ ܬܹܓܠܹܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܲܣܪܐ
ܕܚܬܝܿܡ ܠܐ ܬܹܫܪܸܐ܂ ܘܐܦ ܕܫܪܸܐ
ܠܐ ܬܸܚܬܘܿܡ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܡ̈ܠܐ ܕܠܐ
ܕܝܠܟ ܣܸܦܘ̈ܬܵܟ ܠܐ ܢܒܥܝܼܢ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܢ ܬܬܪܝܡ ܥܝ̈ܢܝܟ
ܘܬܚܙܹܐ ܐܢ̄ܬܿܬܼܐ ܘܡܫܝܼܚܐ ܠܵܐ
ܬܸܪܓܝܼܗܿ܂ ܡܸܛܠ ܕܐܢ ܬܬܠ
ܠܵܗܿ ܟܠܡܕܡ ܕܩܢܸܐ ܐܢܬ܇ ܡܕܡ
ܕܝܘܬܪܢ ܠܝܬ ܬܸܫܟܿܚ ܒܗܿ܂
ܘܚܛܝܬܐ ܠܐܠܗܐ ܬܚܘܼܒ܂
ܒܹܪܝ
ܠܐ ܬܗܘܐ ܡܣܪܗܸܒ ܐܝܟ ܠܘܼܙܐ
ܕܠܘܩܕܡ ܡܚܲܘܝܐ܂ ܘܠܚܪܬܼܐ ܐܸܒܿܗܿ܂
ܢܬܐ̱ܟܠ܂ ܒܸܪܝ ܗܘܸܝ ܪܡܝܼܣܐ
ܐܝܟ ܬܘܼܬܼܐ ܕܚܪܬܐ ܡܚܲܘܝܐ
ܠܟ܆ ܘܒܩܕܡܝܬܿܐ ܐܸܒܿܗܿ ܡܸܬܐ̱ܟܠ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܪܟܸܿܢ ܥܝ̈ܢܝܟ ܘܐܲܡܸܟ ܩܠܟ܂
ܘܚܘܼܪ ܠܬܚܼܬܿ ܘܗܘܸܝ ܡܛܟܿܣܐ ܘܠܵܐ
ܙܲܠܝܼܠܵܐ܂ ܡܸܛܠ ܕܐܸܠܘܼ ܒܩܵܠܐ ܪܵܡܐ
ܡܬܒܿܢܸܐ ܗܘܼܐ ܒܝܬܵܐ܂ ܚܡܵܪܐ ܬܪ̈ܬܝܢ
ܒܝܼܪ̈ܢ ܒܝܵܘܡܐ ܒܿܢܐ ܗܘܼܐ܂ ܘܐܸܠܘܼ
ܒܚܲܝܠܐ ܬܲܩܝܼܦܐ ܡܬܿܕܒܼܪܐ ܗܘܼܐ
ܦܲܕܵܢܵܐ܂ ܚܪܒܿܗܿ ܕܦܲܕܢܐ ܡܼܢ ܩܕܵܠܹܗ
ܕܓܲܡܠܐ ܠܐ ܡܸܬܓܲܪܕܿܝܐ ܗ̄ܘܼܬܼ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܒܼ ܠܡܬܗܦܟܘܼ ܥܲܡ ܓܒܪܐ
ܚܟܿܝܼܡܐ ܘܠܐ ܥܡ ܓܒܪܐ ܣܿܟܼܠܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܐܲܫܘܿܕ ܚܲܡܪܟ ܥܠ ܩܒܪܐ ܕܙܕܝ̈ܩܐ܂
ܘܠܐ ܬܸܫܬܿܝܼܘܗܝ ܥܡ ܐܢ̈ܫܐ ܣܟ̈ܠܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ
ܥܪܘܿܩ ܡܼܢ ܐܢܬܬܐ ܢܵܨܘܿܝܬܼܐ܂ ܘܦܲܟܿܢܝܼܬܼܐ܆
ܒܸܪܝ ܒܬܪ ܫܘܦܪܐ ܕܐܢܬܬܼܐ ܠܐ
ܬܹܐܙܲܠ ܘܠܐ ܬܸܪܓܝܼܗ ܒܠܒܟ܂ ܡܸܛܠ
ܕܫܘܿܦܪܗܿ ܕܐܢܬܬܐ ܛܲܥܡܗܿ ܘܡܠܬܗܿ
ܘܗܕܪܗܿ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܢ ܐܪܥܟ ܐܢܵܫ
ܒܒܝܫܘܼ܂ ܐܸܪܥܝܼܗܿ ܐܢܬ ܒܚܟ̱ܡܬܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ
ܢܿܦܠ ܥܘܿܠܵܐ ܘܩܿܐܡ ܙܕܝܩܐ ܥܠ ܕܘܼܟܿܬܼܗ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܒܪܵܟ ܡܼܢ ܡܚ̈ܘܬܐ ܠܐ ܬܟܼܠܹܐ܂ ܡܸܛܠ
ܕܡܚܘܬܐ ܠܛܲܠܝܐ ܐܝܟ ܙܒܼܠܐ
ܠܐܪܥܐ܂ ܘܐܝܟ ܐܲܣܵܪܐ ܠܚܲܝܘ̄ܬܐ܂
ܘܐܝܟ ܙܲܓܼܡܵܐ ܠܬܪܥܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܟܲܒܸܿܫ
ܒܪܟ ܥܕ ܗܸܘ ܙܥܘܿܪ܂ ܘܲܦܩܲܥ
ܡܲܬܼܢܵܬܼ̈ܗ ܥܕ ܗܘܸ ܛܠܸܐ܂ ܥܕܠܐ
ܢܸܥܫܢ ܠܗ ܡܸܢܟ ܘܲܒܼܣܘܼܪ̈ܚܵܢܘܗܝ
ܬܬܢܟܦ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܩܢܝܹ ܬܘܪܐܒܪܒܿܥܵܐ ܡܪܒܥܐ
ܘܚܡܵܪܐ ܦܪܣܢܐ܂ ܘܠܐ ܬܩܢܼܐ
ܥܒܼܕܐ ܥܵܪܘܩܐ܂ ܘܐܲܡܬܼܐ ܓܲܢܒܬܵܐ܂
ܕܠܐ ܟܠ ܕܐܝܼܬ ܠܟ ܡܿܘܒܕܝܢ ܠܸܗ܂
ܡܸܢܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܡ̈ܠܐ ܕܐܢ̈ܫܐ ܕܓ̈ܠܐ
ܐܝܟ ܨܹܦܪ̈ܐ ܕܫܲܡܝܼ̈ܢܢܐܝܬܝܗܝܢ܂ ܘܡܢ ܕܠܝܬ
ܠܗ ܠܸܒܿܐ ܐܟܿܠ ܠܗ̈ܝܢ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܘܛܬܐ
ܕܐܒܼܘܟ ܘܕܐܡܟ ܠܐ ܬܲܝܬܹܿܐ ܥܠܝܟ܂
ܕܠܡܐ ܒܛܒ̈ܬܐ ܕܒܼܢ̈ܟ ܠܐ ܬܚܙܹܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ ܬܹܐܙܠ܂ ܒܐܘܪܚܐ ܕܠܐ ܙܲܝܢܐ܂
ܡܛܠ ܕܠܐ ܝܿܕܥ ܐܢܬܿ ܐܝܠܝܢ
ܒܥܠܕܒ̈ܒܐ ܐܲܪܿܥܝܼܢ ܠܟ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܝܟ
ܕܗܕܝܪ ܐܝܼܠܵܢܐ ܒܹܐܒܹܿܐ ܘܛܘܼܪܵܐ
ܕܣܵܥܝܼܪ ܒܐܝܼܠܵܢ̈ܘܗܝ ܗܟܲܢܐ ܗܕܝܪ
ܐܢܫ ܒܐܢܬܬܗ ܘܒܢ̈ܘܗܝ܂ ܘܥܒܕܐ
ܕܐܚ̈ܐܹ ܘܒܢ̈ܝܐ ܠܝܬ ܠܗ ܫܝܼܛ ܗ̄ܘܼ
ܘܒܼܣܝܼܪ ܩܕܡ ܒܥܠܕܒ̈ܒܘܗܝ܂ ܘܕܡܿܐ
ܠܐܝܼܠܵܢܐ ܕܥܠ ܝܕ ܐܘܪܚܐ܂ ܕܟܼܠ
ܡܿܢ ܕܥܿܒܪ ܥܠܘܼܗܝ ܢܣܿܒ ܡܢܗ܂
ܘܚܝ̈ܘܬܐ ܘܦܪ̈ܚܬܐ ܛܪ̈ܦܘܗܝ
ܡܬܼܢܿܟܬܝܢ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܸܐܡܲܪ ܕܡܵܪܝ
ܣܟܼܠ ܘܐܢܐ ܚܟܿܝܡ܂ ܐܸܠܐ ܐܲܚܘܿܕܝܗܝ
ܒܡܘܡ̈ܬܐ ܘܐܸܬܼܪܚܲܡ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ
ܬܡܢܸܐ ܢܦܫܟ ܥܡ ܚܟܝ̈ܡܐ܂
ܕܟܕ ܐܚܪ̈ܢܐ ܠܐ ܢܫܒܚܘܢܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ
ܠܐ ܬܣܿܓܸܐ ܡ̈ܠܝܟ ܩܕܡ ܡܵܪܟ
ܕܠܐ ܬܸܒܼܣܲܪ ܒܥܝ̈ܢܘܗܝ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܒܝܘܿܡ
ܒܝܫܬܐ ܠܐܠܗܐܠܐ ܬܠܘܼܛ܂ ܕܠܡܐ
ܢܸܫܡܥ ܡ̈ܠܝܟ ܘܢܸܪܓܿܙ ܥܠܝܟ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܥܲܒܼܕܵܐ ܩܕܡ ܝܪܬܹܗ ܠܐ ܬܸܪܚܲܡ܂
ܡܛܠ ܕܠܐ ܝܿܕܥ ܐܢ̄ܬܿ ܐܲܝܢܵܐ
ܡܬܒܿܥܹܐ ܠܟ ܠܚܪܬܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܥܒܼܕܐ
ܕܫܿܒܩ ܡܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܩܕܡ̈ܝܐ ܘܐܙܿܠ
ܠܘܬ ܐܚܪ̈ܢܐ ܪܓܘܿܡܵܝܗܝ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܕܘܼܢ ܕܝܼܢܐ ܬܪܝܼܨܐܘܬܹܪܒܿܪ ܘܬܕܒܪ
ܣܝܒܘܬܐ ܕܢܝܵܚܐ܂
ܒܪܝܚܠܹܐ ܢܗܘܐ
ܠܫܢܟ ܘܒܣܝܼܡ ܡܲܡܠܠܸܗ ܕܦܘܡܟ܂
ܡܛܠ ܕܕܘܼܢܒܹܿܗ ܕܟܠܒܼܐ ܝܿܗܒܼ
ܠܗ ܠܚܡܐ܂ ܘܦܘܡܗ ܝܿܗܒ ܠܗ
ܡܚ̈ܘܬܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܵܐ ܬܫܒܿܘܩ ܠܚܒܪܟ
ܕܢܸܕܪܘܿܟ ܥܠ ܪܸܓܼܠܵܟ܂ ܕܠܐ ܢܸܕܪܘܿܟ
ܐܦ ܥܠ ܨܵܘܪܟ܂
ܒܪܝ ܡܚܝܼ
ܠܓܒܪܐ ܚܟܿܝܡܐ ܒܡܠܬܐ ܚܟܿܝܡܬܵܐ܂
ܘܬܗܘܐ ܒܠܒܿܗ ܐܝܟ ܐܼܫܬܐ
ܪܩܝܼܡܬܼܐ܂ ܘܐܢ ܬܡܚܸܐ ܠܓܒܪܐ
ܣܲܟܼܠܐ ܪܸܒܘܼ ܚܘܛܪ̈ܝܼܢ ܠܐ ܝܿܕܥ܂
ܒܪܝ ܫܕܪ ܠܓܒܪ̈ܐ ܚܟܝܡ̈ܐ ܠܐ
ܬܲܣܓܹܿܐ ܠܡܦܩܕܘܬܘܢ܂ ܘܐܸܢ
ܣܟܼܠܐ ܡܫܲܕܪ ܐܢܬ܂ ܐܢܬܒ
ܒܢܲܦܫܟ ܙܸܠ܂ ܘܠܗ ܠܐ ܬܫܲܕܪ܂
ܒܪܝ ܢܲܣܐ ܚܒܪܟ ܒܠܚܡܐ ܘܡ̈ܝܐ܂
ܘܗܝܕܝܹܢ ܐܫܠܸܡ ܒܐܝܕ̈ܘܗܝ ܢܟܣ̈ܝܟ
ܘܩܸܢܝ̈ܢܝܟ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܡܢ ܡܫܬܘܬܐ
ܩܕܡܝܐ ܢܦܩܼܐܢܬ ܂ ܘܠܐ ܬܩܘܹܐ
ܠܡܸܡܫܚ ܡܸܫܚ̈ܢܐ ܒܣܝ̈ܡܐ܂
ܕܠܡܐ ܢܗ̈ܘܝܢ ܠܟ ܨܘ̈ܠܦܬܼܐ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܡܿܢ ܕܐܝܕܗ ܡܲܠܝܐ ܡܬܩܪܐ
ܚܲܟܝܡܐ܂ ܘܡܿܢ ܕܐܝܕܗ ܣܦܿܝܼܩܐ
ܡܬܩܪܐ ܣܟܼܠܐ܂ ܕܐܢ̈ܫܐ ܘܡܣܟ̈ܢܐ
ܠܐ ܡܝܩܪ̈ܝܼܢ ܠܗ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܟܿܠܬ
ܕܡܪܝܪ̈ܢ ܘܒܠܥܿܬ ܕܥܲܠܘܼܩ̈ܢ܂ ܕܠܐ
ܐܫܟܚܿܬ ܕܡܪܝܪ ܡܢ ܡܣܟܢܘܬܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܛܿܥܢܬ ܐܲܒܵܪܐ܂ܗ܂ ܪܨܨ ܘܐܗܦܟܿܬ
ܦܲܪܙܠܐܘܠܐ ܝܼܩܪ ܥܿܠܝ ܐܝܟ ܚܘܒܬܼܐ
ܕܢܼܚܘܿܒܿ ܐܢܵܫ ܕܠܐ ܐܟܼܠ ܘܠܐ
ܐܫܬܸܝܿ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܠܸܦ ܒܪܟ ܟܲܦܢܐ
ܘܨܗܝܵܐ܂ ܕܐܝܟ ܕܚܙܝܐ ܥܝܢܗ
ܢܕܲܒܿܪ ܒܝܬܹܿܗ܂
ܒܪܝ ܛܿܒ ܥܘܝܼܪ
ܥܝ̈ܢܐ ܡܼܢ ܥܘܝܼܪ ܠܸܒܿܐ܂ ܥܘܝܪ
ܥܝ̈ܢܐ ܕܝܢ ܒܲܥܓܠܼ ܥܿܦ ܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ
ܘܐܼܙܿܠ ܒܗܿ ܘܐܬܿܐ܂ ܘܥܘܝܪ ܠܒܿܐ
ܫܒܿܩ܂ ܐܘܼܪܚܵܐ ܬܪܝܼܨܬܐ ܘܐܙܿܠ
ܒܲܡܥܩܿܡܬܿܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܛܿܒ ܫܒܼܒܼܐ
ܕܩܪܝܒ ܡܼܢ ܐܲܚܐ ܕܪܚܝܩ܂ ܘܛܿܒ
ܫܡܐ ܛܒܼܐ ܡܢ ܫܘܦܪܐ܂ ܡܛܠ ܕܫܡܐ
ܛܒܼܐ ܩܐܿܡ܂ ܘܫܘܦܪܐ ܡܬܚܒܿܠ܂
ܒܪܝ ܛܒܘܼ ܡܘܬܐ ܡܼܢ ܚ̈ܝܐ ܠܓܒܪܐ
ܕܢܝܚܐ ܠܝܬ ܠܗ܂ ܘܛܿܒ ܩܠܐ
ܕܐܘܠܝ̈ܬܐ ܠܓܒܪܐ ܕܐܝܬ ܒܗ
ܠܸܒܿܐ܂ ܡܼܢ ܩܠܐ ܕܲܙܡܪܐ ܘܕܚܲܕܘܬܐ܆
ܒܪܝ ܛܒܼܵܐ ܗ̄ܝ ܟܪܥܵܐ ܕܐܒܿܝܕܟ
ܡܼܢ ܘܲܙܵܐ ܒܩܸܕܪܐ ܕܐܚܪܢܐ܂
ܒܪܝܗܼܝ ܢܸܩܝܐ ܕܩܪܝܼܒܐ ܛܒ ܛܒܐ
ܡܼܢ ܬܘܪܐ ܕܪܚܝܩ܂ ܘܛܵܒܼܐ
ܨܹܦܪܐ ܕܒܐܝܼܕܵܟ ܡܼܢ ܐܵܠܹܦ ܨܼܦܪ̈ܝܼܢ
ܕܦܪ̈ܚܝܼܢ ܒܐܐܪ܂ ܒܸܪܝ ܛܿܒܐ ܗܝܼ
ܡܸܣܟܿܢܘܬܐ ܕܡܟܲܢܫܐ܂ ܡܢ ܥܘܬܪܐ
ܕܡܒܲܕܪ܂ ܘܛܵܒ ܬܲܥܠܐ ܕܚܲܝ ܡܢ
ܐܲܪܝܵܐ ܕܡܝܼܬ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܟܒܼܘܿܫ ܡܠܬܼܐ
ܒܠܒܟ܂ ܘܢܸܛܐܲܒ ܠܟ܂ ܡܛܠ
ܕܐܢ ܐܡܿܪܬܿ ܡܸܠܬܐ ܚܲܠܦܬܿ ܚܒܪܟ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ ܬܸܦܘܿܩ ܡܠܬܼܐ ܡܢ ܦܘܡܟ܂
ܥܕܡܐ ܕܬܲܗܦܹܟܹܝܗܿ ܒܠܒܟ܂
ܡܛܠ ܕܛܒܘܼ ܠܓܒܪܐ ܕܢܬܬܼܩܸܠ
ܒܪܓܼܠܗ܂ ܡܼܢ ܡܿܢ ܕܢܬܬܩܠ ܒܠܫܢܗ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܢ ܬܼܫܡܥ ܡܠܬܐ ܡܼܢ ܐܢܫ
ܐܲܥܹܠܝܹܗܿ ܒܐܪܥܐ ܐܲܡܝܼܢ ܐܪܒܥ܂
ܘܐܲܟܼܡܐ ܕܬܕܪܘܿܟ ܥܠܝܹܗܿ ܬܵܘܒܿܕܝܗܿ܂
ܒܪܝ ܒܝܢܸܬ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܢܿܨܝܢ ܠܐ ܬܩܘܼܡ܂
ܡܛܠ ܕܡܼܢ ܡܲܨܘܼܬܐ ܗܘܿܐ ܕܝܼܢܐ܂ ܘܡܼܢ
ܕܝܢܐ ܗܿܘܐ ܡܘܬܿܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܢ ܚܙܝܼܬ
ܐ̄ܢܫ ܕܩܫܝܫ ܡܢܟ ܩܕܵܡܘܗܝ ܬܹܒ܂
ܘܐܢܗܘܼ ܕܠܵܐ ܦܿܪܥܐܢܸܐܠܟ܂
ܐܠܗܐ ܦܿܪܥ ܠܟ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܛܿܪ ܠܫܢܟ
ܡܢ ܕܓܿܠܘܬܐ܂ ܘܐܝܕ̈ܝܟ ܡܼܢ ܓܿܢܒܘܼܬܐ܂
ܘܬܬܩܪܸܐ ܚܟܿܝܡܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܐ
ܬܗܘܹܐ ܒܲܡܟܼܘܼܪܝܵܐ ܕܐܢܬܬܐ܂ ܐܸܢ
ܢܸܒܐܸܫ ܠܗܿ ܬܠܘܼܛܟ܂ ܘܐܢ ܢܹܛܐܲܒܼ
ܠܗܿ ܠܐ ܬܒܲܪܟܼܟ܂
ܒܪܝ ܕܗܕܝܪ
ܒܠܒܘܼܫܗ ܗܕܝܼܪ ܒܡܠܬܗ܂ ܘܕܫܝܼܛ
ܒܠܒܘܫܗ ܫܝܛ ܐܦ ܒܡܠܬܗ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܐܢ ܬܸܫܟܿܚ ܡܕܡ ܩܕܡ ܨܠܡܐ
ܕܨܝܼܪ ܡܢܬܗ ܗܒܼ ܠܹܗ܂
ܒܪܝ ܬܬܠ
ܠܟ ܐܝܕܵܐ ܕܣܒܥܸܬ ܗܘܼܬ ܘܟܦܢܸܬ܂
ܘܠܟ ܬܬܠ ܠܟ ܐܝܿܕܐ ܕܟܦܢܸܬ܂
ܗܘܼܬ ܘܗܫܐ ܣܒܸܥܬ܂
ܒܪܝ ܟܠܒܿܐ
ܕܫܒܿܩ ܡܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܘܐܬܿܐ ܒܬܪܟ
ܒܟܐܦ̈ܐ ܪܓܘܿܡܝܗܝ܂ ܡܛܠ ܕܠܘܬܟ
ܠܵܐ ܥܿܡܪ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܢܡܚܸܟ ܓܒܪܐ
ܚܟܿܝܡܐ ܚܘܛܪ̈ܐ ܣܓܝܐܬ̈ܐ܂ ܘܠܐ
ܢܸܡܫܚܵܟ ܣܟܼܠܐ ܡܫܚ̈ܢܐ ܒܣܝܡ̈ܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܥܡ ܚܟܝܡ̈ܐ ܠܐ ܬܸܣܪܘܿܚ܂
ܘܥܲܡ ܣܵܪܘܚܐ ܠܐ ܬܬܚܲܟܿܡ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܐܝܼܬ ܡܣ̈ܢܐ ܒܪ̈ܓܠܼܝܟ܂
ܕܪܕܪ̈ܐ ܕܘܼܫ ܘܥܒܸܕ ܠܟ ܐܘܼܪܚܐ
ܠܒ̈ܢܝܟ܂
ܒܪܝ ܒܪ ܥܬܝܪ̈ܐ ܐܟܿܠ
ܚܹܘܝܐ܂ ܘܐܡܪܝܢ ܠܐܲܣܝܘܼܬܐ ܐܟܿܠ
ܠܗ܂ ܘܒܪ ܡܣ̈ܟܢܐ ܐܟܿܠ ܠܗ ܬܘܒܼ܂
ܘܐܡܿܪܝܢ ܠܟܦܢܹܗ ܐܟܿܠ ܠܗ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܐܲܟܘܿܠ ܡܢܬܟ܂ ܘܥܡ ܚܲܒܼܪܟ ܠܐ
ܬܸܣܒܿܪ܂
ܒܪܝ ܥܲܡ ܡܿܢ ܕܠܐ ܒܿܗܬ
ܠܚܡܐ ܠܐ ܬܐܟܼܘܿܠ܂
ܒܪܝ ܒܛܒ̈ܬܗ
ܕܚܒܼܪܟ ܠܐ ܬܸܩܨܵܦ܂ ܘܒܒܝܫ̈ܬܗ
ܠܐ ܬܚܕܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ ܬܹܪܚܩ ܡܼܢ
ܪܚܡܵܟ ܩܕܡܝܐ܂ ܕܠܡܐ ܐܚܪܢܐ
ܠܐ ܢܼܩܘܼܡ ܒܕܘܟܿܬܗ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܓܢܬܼܐ
ܕܕܝ̈ܢܐ ܠܐ ܬܹܚܘܿܬ܂ ܘܠܒܪܬܸ ܕܝ̈ܢܐ
ܠܐ ܬܸܡܟܿܘܼܪ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܣܥܘܿܪ ܪܚܡܟ
ܒܡܸ̈ܠܐ ܛܒ̈ܬܐ܂ ܩܕܡ ܫܲܠܝܛܐ
ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܡܿܥܕܝܘܬܗ ܡܼܢ ܦܘܡܗ
ܕܐܪܝܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ ܬܚܕܐ ܠܗ
ܠܒܥܠܕܒܒܟ ܟܕ ܢܡܘܬ܂
ܒܪܝ
ܐܢ ܢܩܘܼܡ ܐܢܫ ܕܠܐ ܕܘܟܿܬܐ܂ ܘܢܸܦܪܚ
ܨܦܪ̈ܐ ܕܠܐ ܓܸ̈ܦܐ܂ ܘܢܚܵܘܲܪ ܢܲܥܒܼܐ
ܐܝܟ ܬܠܓܐ܂ ܘܢܸܚܠܹܐ ܡܪܝܪܐ ܐܝܟ
ܕܒܼܫܐ܂ ܗܝܕܝܢ ܢܬܚܟܡ ܣܟܼܠܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܢ ܟܘܡܪܐ ܐܢܬ ܕܐܠܗܐ
ܗܘܝܸܬ ܙܗܝܼܪ ܡܸܢܗ ܛܿܒ܂ܘ̄
ܘܒܕܟܝܘܼܬܐ ܗܘܝܸܬ ܥܿܐܠ
ܩܕܡܘܗܝ܂
ܒܪܝ ܓܒܪܐ ܕܐܠܗܐ
ܐܛܐܸܒ ܠܗ܂ ܕܐܦ ܐܢܬ ܝܩܝܪܐ
ܬܗܘܸܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܠܐ ܬܿܕܘܢ ܥܡ ܐܢܫ
ܒܝܘܡܸܗ܂ ܘܠܐ ܬܩܘܼܡ ܠܘܩܒܼܠ
ܢܗܪܐ ܒܡܐܬܝܬܗ܂
ܒܪܝ ܥܝܢܗ
ܕܒܪܢܫܐ ܐܝܟ ܡܒܘܼܥܐ ܗ̄ܝ ܘܠܐ
ܣܿܒܥܐ ܥܕܡܐ ܕܡܸܬܡܠܝܐ ܥܲܦܪܐ܂
ܒܹܪܝ ܨܝܕ ܐܝܠܝܢ ܕܢܿܨܝܢ ܠܐ ܬܩܘܼܡ܂
ܒܪܝ ܡܛܠ ܕܡܼܢ ܓܘܼܚܟܿܐ ܗܿܘܝܵܐ
ܡܸܠܬܐ ܕܡܨܘܼܬܐ܂ ܘܡܼܢ ܡܲܨܘܬܐ ܗܼܘܐ
ܬܟܬܘܼܫܵܐ܂ܘܡܼܢ ܬܟܬܘܼܫܐ ܗܘܿܐ ܩܸܛܠܐ܇
ܡܠܟܿܐ ܠܥܠܡ ܚܝܼܝܼ܂
ܒܪܝ ܡܲܢ
ܕܠܐ ܫܡܿܥ ܒܐܕܢ̈ܘܗܝ ܡܼܢ ܒܸܣܬܿܪ ܩܕܵܠܗ
ܡܫ̱ܡܥܝܢ ܠܗ܂
ܘܥܢܼܐܢܕܢ ܒܪܝ ܘܐܡܼܪ
ܠܝ܂ ܘܐܢܬ ܡܪܝ ܠܡܢܐ ܐܬܚܡܼܬܿ ܥܠ ܒܪ
ܚܵܬܟ܂ ܘܬܘܒ ܐܡܿܪܬ ܠܗ܂ ܒܪܝ ܥܠ
ܟܘܪܣܝܐ ܕܐܝܩܪܐ ܐܵܘܬܸܒܬܿܟ܂ ܘܐܢܬ ܡܢ
ܟܘܪܣܝ ܣܚܼܦܬܢܝ܂ ܘܠܝܼ ܟܐܢܘܬܐ ܫܿܘܙܸܒܬܿܢܝ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬܿ ܠܝܼ ܒܪܝ ܥܩܪܒܐ ܕܡܚܸܬ ܠܡܲܪܫܐܕܟܐܦ
ܕܟܐܦܐ ܕܟܼܪܵܐ܂ ܘܥܢܼܐ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗ ܠܠܸܒܿܐ ܫܹܿܠܝܐ
ܡܚܝܼܬܿ܂ ܘܬܘܼܒ ܡܚܸܬ ܠܲܡܚܲܛܵܐ܂ ܘܐܡܪܬܸ
ܠܗܿ܂ ܕܡܚܲܝܬܿ ܠܥܘܩ̈ܣܐ ܕܒܝܼܫ ܡܼܢ ܕܝܠܟܝ܂
ܘܬܘܼܒ ܡܚܸܬ ܠܓܲܡܠܵܐ ܒܦܲܪܣܬܗ܂ ܘܐܪܝܡ
ܪܫܗ ܠܫܡܝܵܐ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗ܂ ܐܝܟ ܢܦܫܝ ܬܗܘܐ
ܢܦܫܟ܂ ܢܦܫܟܝ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬܿ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܥܵܙܐ ܕܩܡܸܬ ܥܲܠ
ܦܘܿܬܼܐ ܘܐܟܼܠܬ ܡܢܗܿ܂ ܐܡܿܪܐ ܠܗܿ ܦܘܿܬܼܐ ܗܿܝ܂
ܐܿܟܼܠܐ ܐܢܬܝ ܠܝ܂ ܕܗܐ ܓܲܠܕܹܟܼܝ ܒܥܸܩܪܝ ܡܘܿܢ ܥܠܡܘܿܢ
ܦܿܠܚܝܢ ܠܗ܂ ܥܢܸܬ ܥܸܙܐ ܘܐܸܡܪܬ ܠܗܿ܂ ܒܚ̈ܝܝ
ܐܹܟܼܘܿܠ ܡܢܟܝ܂ ܘܒܡܘܬܿܝ ܢܸܥܩܪܘܢܟܝ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬܿ ܠܝܸ
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܐܢܵܫ ܕܫܼܕܐ ܟܐܦܐ ܠܫܡܝܐ܂ ܘܠܫܡܝܐ ܠܐ
ܡܛܸܬ ܘܚܛܗܐ ܡܼܢ ܐܠܗܐ ܩܒܸܿܠ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬܿ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ
ܐܝܟ ܐܢܫ ܕܚܼܙܐ ܠܚܒܪܗ ܕܪܥܿܠ ܡܼܢ ܩܘܼܪܫܗ܂
ܘܫܩܼܠ ܕܵܘܠܵܐ ܕܡ̈ܝܐ ܘܐܪܡܝܸ ܥܠܘܗܝ܂
ܠܘܵܝ
ܒܪܝ ܕܡܐ ܕܩܛܼܠܬܿܢܝ ܡܸܫܟܿܚ ܗܘܸܝܬܿ ܕܬܬܡܠ̱ܐ
ܕܘܼܟܵܬܼܝ܂ ܬܗܘܐ ܕܝܢ ܝܿܕܥ ܒܸܪܝ ܕܐܢ ܢܹܐܪܟ
ܕܘܢܒܹܿܗ ܕܚܙܝܼܪܐ ܫܒܼܥ ܐܡ̈ܝܼܢ܂ ܚܠܦ ܕܣܘܼܣܝܐ
ܠܐ ܩܐܿܡ܂ ܘܐܢ ܢܗܘܐ ܣܲܥܪܗ ܪܟܿܝܟ ܘܫܦܝܪ܂ ܥܠ
ܓܘܼܫܡܵܐ ܕܒܢ̈ܝ ܚܐܪ̈ܐ ܠܐ ܩܿܐܡ܂
ܐܸܢܐ ܐܡܿܪܬ ܒܪܝ܂
ܕܬܗܘܐ ܚܠܵܦܝ ܘܒܲܝܬܿܝ ܘܩܢܝ̈ܢܝ ܬܩܢܹܐ
ܘܬܹܐܪܲܬ ܘܠܼܐ ܫܦܼܪ ܠܐܠܗܐ܂ ܘܠܐ ܫܡܼܥ
ܒܩܠܟ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬܿ ܠܝ ܐܝܟܼ ܐܪܝܐ ܕܦܓܥܼ
ܒܚܡܵܪܐ܂ ܐܡܿܪ ܠܗܐܪܝܐ ܬܵܐ ܒܫܠܡܐ܂ ܡܪܝ
ܩܘܪܢܸܝܣ܂ ܥܢܼܐ ܚܡܵܪܐ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗ ܠܐܪܝܐ܂
ܐܝܟ ܫܠܡܐ ܕܝܠܝ ܢܗܘܐ ܫܠܡܗ ܕܓܒܪܐ
ܕܐܣܪܚ܂ ܘܠܐ ܚܲܠܨܢܝ܂ ܘܐܦܝܟ̈ ܕܝܼܠܟ
ܠܐ ܚܿܙܐ ܗܘܿܝܬ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬܿ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܦܲܚܐ
ܕܨܿܠܝܐ ܗ̄ܘܼܬ ܒܩܩܠܬܿܐ܂ ܘܐܫܟܚܵܗܿ ܚܕܩܘܦܫܝܼܢܵܐ
ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗܿ܂ ܡܢܐ ܥܲܒܕܬܿ ܗܵܪܟܿܐ܂ ܐܡܿܪܐ
ܠܗ ܦܲܚܵܐ ܗܿܝ ܠܐܠܗܐ ܗܲܘ ܡܨܠܝܢܐ ܐܡܿܪ
ܠܗܿ ܩܘܼܦܫܝܼܢܵܐ ܗܘ܂ ܘܗܢܐ ܡܕܡ ܕܐܝܬ
ܒܦܘܡܟܝ ܡܢܐ ܐܝܬܘܗܝܐܡܿܪܬ ܠܗ ܦܚܐ ܠܚܡܐ ܕܟܦ̈ܢܐ ܐܝܬܘܗܝ܂ ܘܲܩܪܸܒ ܩܘܦܫܝܢܐ
ܗܘܿ ܕܢܸܣܒܼܝܗܿ ܘܠܒܼܟܗܒܨܘܪܗ ܗܘܿ ܦܚܐ ܦܚܐ ܗܘܿ
ܘܟܕ ܡܸܬܛܪܦ ܐܡܼܪ ܩܘܦܫܝܢܐ ܗܿܘ܂ ܐܼܢ
ܗܢܐ ܐܝܬܘܗܝ ܠܚܡܐ ܕܝܗܒܼܬ ܠܡܣ̈ܟܢܐ܂
ܗܿܘ ܐܠܗܐ ܕܡܨܠܸܐ ܐܢ̄ܬ ܠܹܗ ܠܐ ܫܡܿܥ
ܩܠܟ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܸܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܐܪܝܐ ܕܚ̈ܓܠܐ
ܕܠܐ ܡܦܨܐ ܢܦܫܗ ܡܢ ܡܘܬܿܐ܂ ܘܠܚܒܪ̈ܘܗܝ
ܠܘܬܗ ܡܟܢܸܫ܂ ܠܡܸܬܒܿܥ ܠܗܘܢ ܒܩܸܛܠܐ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܐܪܝܐ ܕܒܣܪ ܥܠ ܬܘܪܐ܂
ܘܬܡܿܢ ܫܒܼܩ ܐܢܘܿܢ ܠܚ̈ܝܘܗܝ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ
ܐܝܟ ܩܲܠܡܐ ܕܐܟܸܠܬ ܥܒܘܸܪܐ ܕܐܘܨܪ̈ܐܕ
ܕܡܠܟܐ܂ ܘܗܝܸ ܠܡܕܡ ܠܐ ܟܫܪܬܸ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬ
ܠܝܸ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܩܸܕܪܐ ܕܐܝܬܠܗܿ ܐܕ̈ܢܐ ܕܕܗܒܼܐ܂
ܫܚܘܪ̈ܐ ܠܐ ܡܸܬܓܲܪܕܝܵܐ ܗ̄ܘܼܬ܂ ܡܢ ܘܡܢ
ܗܘܸܝܬ
ܠܝܸ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܐܟܿܪܐ ܕܙܪܼܥ ܠܗ ܐܸܫܟܵܪܐ
ܕܐܝܬ ܒܗܿ ܥܵܣܪܝܼܢ ܣܐܝܸ̈ܢܘܟܕ ܚܨܪܗ ܐܦܩܸܬ ܠܗ ܥܵܣܪܝܢ ܣܐܝܹ̈ܢ܂ ܥܢܼܐ ܐܟܿܪܐ
ܗܘܿ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗܿ܂ ܐܸܢܐ ܒܛܿܠܬ ܒܟܝ ܐܪܥܵܐ܂
ܐܢ̄ܬܝ ܕܝܢ ܠܐ ܒܗܸܬܬ ܕܣܐܲܐ ܒܲܣܐܐ ܡܲܥܠܵܐ
ܗܘܝܸܬ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬ ܠܝܸ ܒܸ̄ܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܬܿܝܼܫܐ ܕܥܸ̈ܙܐ
ܕܡܲܥܠ ܚܒܪ̈ܘܗܝ ܠܒܝܬ ܛܲܒܚ̈ܐ܂ ܘܗܘܸ ܠܢܦܫܗ
ܡܼܢ ܢܸܟܼ̄ܣܬܐ ܠܐ ܡܫܘܙܹܒ
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ
ܟܠܒܿܐ ܕܥܠ ܠܐܬܘܿܢܵܐ ܕܦܲܚܵܪܐ܂ ܘܟܕ ܫܚܲܢ
ܠܗ ܫܿܪܝ ܢܿܦܚ ܒܗܘܿܢ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝܼ ܒܪܝ
ܐܝܟ ܚܙܝܼܪܵܐ ܕܐܙܿܠ ܗ̄ܘܼܐ ܥܡ ܒܢ̈ܝ ܚܐܪ̈ܐ
ܠܒܼܵܢܹ̈ܐ܂ ܘܟܕ ܚܙܸܐ ܓܘܡܬܿܐ ܕܣܚܿܐ܂ ܢܚܸܬ ܠܗܿ
ܘܐܸܬܿܓܲܪ ܥܲܠ ܒܵܗܿ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܬܘ ܣܚܵܘ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܗܘܿ ܕܨܒ̈ܥܝ ܠܦܘܡܟ
ܘܨܹܒܼܥܟ ܕܝܠܟ ܠܥܝܢ̈ܝ܂
ܟܿܠܒܿܐ ܕܡܼܢܠܚܡܐ ܕܡܪܗ ܠܐ ܐܟܿܠ܇
ܡܢܵܬܐ ܕܕ̈ܒܐ ܢܗܘܐ܂ ܘܐܝܼܕܵܐ ܕܠܐ ܦܵܠܚܵܐ
ܡܢ ܬܚܝܬ ܫܚܵܬܼܗܿ ܬܬܦܣܸܩ܂ ܥܲܝܢܐ
ܕܠܐ ܐܸܚܙܐ ܒܗܿ܂ ܥܘܿܪ̈ܒܼܐ ܢܸܚܨܘܢܵܗܿ܂
ܒܡܢܐ ܐܬܕܟܲܪܬܿܟ ܒܪܝ ܘܬܬܪܘܚ ܢܦܫܝܼ
ܐܢ ܐܠܗ̈ܐ ܢܓܢܒܘܢ ܒܡܿܢ ܢܵܘܡܹܐ ܐܢܘܢ܂ܘܐܢ
ܢܸܓܢܼܘܿܒ ܐܪܥܐ ܐܝܟܿܐ ܐܙܿܠ ܐܟܿܠ ܠܵܗܿ܂
ܐܢܐ ܒܪܝ ܐܦ̈ܝ ܡ̈ܠܟܐ ܘܪܘܪ̈ܒܢܐ ܚܿܘܝܼܬܿܟ܂
ܘܠܐܝܩܪܐ ܪܒܿܐ ܡܲܛܝܬܿܟ܂ ܘܐܢܬ ܠܥܒܕ̈ܝ
ܛܒ̈ܬܐ ܒܝܫ̈ܬܐ ܦܪܥܼܬܿ܂ ܠܥܒ̈ܕܝ ܒܝܫ̈ܬܐ
ܡܢܐ ܦܿܪܥ ܗ̄ܘܸܝܬ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ
ܟܵܟܿܘܼܫܬܿܐ ܕܐܡܪܝܢ ܠܗܿ ܫܒܘܿܩܝ ܓܘܼܢܵܒܼ݁ܝܟܝ܂
ܘܗܘܝܸܬ ܥܵܐܠܐ ܘܢܿܦܩܐ ܐܝܟ ܕܨܿܒܝܐ ܢܦܫܹܟܝ܂
ܐܡܿܪܐ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܟܟܘܫܬܐ ܗܿܝ܂ ܐܢ ܢܸܗܘ̈ܝܢ
ܠܝܸ ܥܝ̈ܢܐ ܕܣܹܐܡܐ܂ ܘܐܝܕ̈ܝܐ ܕܕܗܒܼܐ܂ ܘܪ̈ܓܼܠܐ
ܕܒܪ̈ܘܠܐ܂ ܓܘܢܒ̈ܝ ܠܐ ܫܒܩܐ ܐܢܐ ܠܗܘܢ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܚܸܘܝܐ ܐܲܝܢܵܐ ܕܥܲܠ
ܣܲܢܝܐ ܪܟܝܼܒ ܗ̄ܘܐ ܘܐܙܿܠ ܗ̄ܘܼܐ ܒܢܗܪܐ܂
ܘܚܙܼܐ ܐܪܝܐ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܕܒܝܼܫ ܥܠ ܒܝܼܫ ܪܟܝܼܒ܂
ܘܕܒܝܼܫ ܡܼܢ ܬܪ̈ܝܗܘܢ ܡܘܒܸܿܠ ܠܗܘܿܢ ܐܡܿܪ ܠܗ
ܚܸܘܝܐ ܠܐܪܝܐ ܗܿܘ܂ ܗܐ ܐܢܬ ܡܲܦܢܐ ܐܢ̄ܬ
ܥ̈ܙܐ ܥܠ ܡܪܗܘܢ܂
ܗܘܝܸܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܥܝܼ̈ܠܐ
ܕܗܸܘܘ ܩܛܘ̈ܠܐ ܠܐܡܗ̈ܬܗܘܢ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܐܸܢܐ
ܟܠܡܕܡ ܕܒܣܝܼܡ ܐܛܥܡܬܿܟ܂ ܘܐܢܬ
ܠܚܡܐ ܒܥܦܪܐ ܠܐ ܣܲܒܿܥܬܿܢܝ܂
ܐܸܢܐ
ܒܡܫܚ̈ܢܐ ܒܣܝܡ̈ܐ ܡܫܲܚܬܿܟ܂ ܘܐܢܬ
ܓܘܫ̱ܡܝ ܒܥܦܪܐ ܚܲܒܸܠܬ܇ ܐܸܢܐ ܚܡܪ̈ܢܐ
ܥܬܝܩ̈ܐ ܐܫܩܝܬܿܟ܂ ܘܐܢܬ ܡ̈ܝܐ ܒܟܲܝܠܐ ܠܐ
ܣܒܥܬܿܢܝ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܚܘܼܠܕܐ
ܕܣܠܸܩ ܠܦܘ݂ܡ ܐܪܥܐ܂ ܕܢܸܩܒܿܘܠ ܠܐܠܗܐ
ܡܛܠ ܥܝܢ̈ܘܗܝ܂ ܘܐܬܼܐ ܢܸܫܪܐ ܚܲܛܦܗ܂
ܥܢܼܐܢܕܢ ܒܪܝ ܘܐܡܼܪ ܠܝܼ܂ ܚܼܣ ܠܟ ܡܪܝ
ܕܬܗܘܐ ܡܼܢ ܗܠܝܢ ܕܠܐ ܪ̈ܚܡܐ܂ ܐܸܠܐ ܐܝܟ
ܪ̈ܚܡܝܟ ܥܒܼܕܼ ܥܲܡܝ܂ ܘܐܦ ܠܐܠܗܐ
ܚܿܛܐ ܐܢܫ ܘܫܿܒܩ ܠܗ ܚܛܗ̈ܘܗܝ܂
ܐܦ ܐܢܬ ܗܫܐ ܫܒܼܘܩ ܠܝ܂ ܘܐܗܘܹܐ
ܡܫܡܸܫ ܪ̈ܟܼܫܝܟ ܐܘܿ ܪܥܿܐ ܥܢ̈ܐ܂ ܐܘܿ ܚܙܝܪ̈ܐ
ܕܝܼܠܵܟ܂ ܘܐܬܩܪܹܐ ܐܸܢܐ ܓܒܪܐ ܒܝܼܫܐ܂ ܘܐܢܬ
ܬܬܩܪܐ ܛܿܒܐ܂
ܥܢܝܿܬ ܐܸܢܐ ܘܐܡܿܪܬ ܠܗ܂
ܗܘܸܝܬ ܠܝ ܒܪܝ ܐܝܟ ܕܹܩܠܐ ܚܕ ܕܩܐܿܡ
ܥܠ ܝܵܕ ܐܘܪܚܐ܂ ܘܐܸܒܿܗ ܠܐ ܡܩܲܒܸܿܠ
ܕܢܩܪܐ ܘܐܬܼܐ ܡܪܗ ܘܨܒܼܐ ܕܢܸܥܩܪܝܘܗܝ܂
ܐܡܿܪ ܠܗ ܕܩܠܐ ܗܿܘ ܫܒܘܿܩܝܢܝ ܫܲܢ̄ܬܿܐ ܚܕܐ
ܘܐܸܬܠ ܠܟܐܡܿܪ ܠܗ ܡܪܗ ܐܘܿ ܠܟ ܕܵܘܝܐ܂ ܟܘܫ̈ܒܐ܂ ܟܘܫ̈ܪܐ܂
ܒܸܐܒܵܟ ܕܝܠܟ ܠܐ ܐܟܫܪܬܿ܂ ܒܕܠܐ ܕܥܟ
ܬܲܟܼܫܪ܂
ܒܪܝ ܛܵܒܐ ܣܝܒܘܬܗ ܕܢܫܪܐ ܡܢ
ܥܠܝܡܘܬܗ ܕܟܿܘܕܪܐ܂
ܒܪܝ ܐܡܪܝܢ ܠܗ ܠܕܹܐܒܼܵܐ
ܐܪܚܸܩ ܡܼܢ ܥܢ̈ܐ܂ ܐܡܿܪ ܚܸܠܗܿ ܛܿܒ ܠܥܝܢ̈ܝ܂
ܐܡܪܝܢ ܠܗ ܝܼܠܸܦ ܕܬܐܹܡܲܪ ܐܲܠܵܦ ܒܹܝܬ܂ ܐܡܿܪ
ܗܘܼ ܐܸܡܪܐ ܓܲܕܝܐ܂
ܒܸܪܝ ܠܪܫܗ ܕܚܡܪܐ
ܣܵܡܘܼܗܝ ܥܠ ܦܵܬܘܼܪܐ܂ ܘܐܬܓܲܪܥܠ
ܢܦܼܠ ܥܲܠ ܥܦܪܐ܂ ܐܡܪܝܼܢ ܥܠ ܢܦܫܗ
ܪܓܸܙ ܕܠܐ ܡܩܒܸܿܠ ܐܝܼܩܵܪܐ܂ ܐܸܠܐ ܐܟܬܐ܂
ܫܪܝܼܗܝ ܠܡܲܬܼܠܐ ܕܐܡܿܪ ܕܝܼܠܕܸܬܿ ܩܪܝܼ
ܒܪܟ ܘܕܪܒܿܝܬܿ ܩܪܝܼ ܥܒܕܟ܂ ܒܸܪܝ ܛܵܒ
ܡܼܢ ܟܠܗ̈ܝܢ ܡ̈ܠܐ ܗܕܐ ܐܫܪ܂ ܘܕܒܼܪ ܚܵܬܟ
ܬܚܝܬ ܫܚܵܬܟ ܠܒܘܟ܂ ܘܛܪܘܿܦ ܠܟܐܦܐ܂
ܗܘܿ ܕܐܚܝܵܢܝ܂ܒܪܝ ܗܸܘ ܢܕܘܢ ܒܝܢܬܐܢ܂