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And I was, O my God, every day longing for Your presence, so much so that I slept in the nights hoping to meet You, and I raised my head in the mornings only longing for Your presence. And I was in that state until I moved the winds of your judgment to the right of your will, and the backs of your predestination appeared beyond the horizon of your judgment, and turned me away from your side to the side of your enemies. Ah, ah, from this blowing, ah, from this passing, ah, from these messengers that took me with your power and deposited me in the presence of the polytheists with your beauty and stubbornness. I wish they were content with what they committed during your days and would respond to yourself. No, by your might, they will not rest until they shed your blood among your creatures and eat your flesh with the fangs of hatred in the kingdom of creation. These are the miserable ones from whom the Pharaoh flees from their arrogance and arrogance, and the Nimrod flees from their tyranny and oppression, and the devil seeks refuge in you from their evil and malice.