Cleansed by the filter of the wind comes the provision of God past all our enemies, a meet friend of the believers.

2 May the maternal waters make us ready: cleanse us with fatness, they who cleanse with fatness! They bear off each blot and tarnish: I come forth from the waters cleansed and stainless.

3 O God, All-Seeing, whatever the offence may be, the sin which men commit against the righteous folk, when, through our want of thought, we violate Thy laws, punish us not, O God, for that iniquity.