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It is your charity that I fear more than anything

That, in the name of a fleshly amity

You do not have mercy on me

For this is the reason I'll escape from death

I look forward to belonging to the Most High

And if you do not say anything, I'll be fulfilled

But your fleshly love

Is what would condemn me to stay enslaved in the mire

So do not prevent my destiny from being fulfilled

I am the wheat of the Most High

And I must be ground by the tooth of the beasts

To become the bread of the Lord

You will never have contributed to a better work

So do not show me any untimely tenderness

Stroke the beasts instead of taming them

For they become my tomb

I will win when I’ll be facing the beasts

Let me be their food

May the torments of the Demon fall on me

For I enjoy eternity

May my bones be dislocated, my limbs mutilated, my body crushed

Let me be sacrificed, while you sing praises

And if the beasts exhibit unwillingness

I will touch them with the hand for they devour me right away

Let the beasts be done with my body

And no funeral be given to me

When the world will not see my body anymore

I will then really be a disciple of God

This is the teaching of the teachings

For whoever follows this path does not walk into the darkness of the flesh

But will have the light of the First Mystery

And will be granted with eternal life