The chapter of not dying a second death in the Netherworld.

O Lord! What has become of the children of Adam? They have stirred up hostilities, they have raised storms, they have committed iniquity, they have raised rebellion, they have perpetrated murder, they have done oppression, and thus have acted, the strong against the weak, in all that they have done to me.

Grant, O Lord, what Thou hast decreed. Thou art not pained at their attacks upon the years, and their invasions upon the months, because they have done their mischiefs in secret.

I bring to Thee my inkstand; I am not one of those who do mischief in secret. Let not mischief be done unto me.

O God! what is this place to which I have journeyed? for it is without water and without air! It is all abyss, utter darkness, sheer perplexity. One lives here in peace of heart. There is no pleasure of love here. Let there be granted to me honour instead of water, air and pleasures of love; and peace of heart instead of bread and beer.

My Lord, what is the duration of my life? Thou art for eternities of eternities, the duration of endless years; and behold I am going to give account of all I have done.

O my Lord, I have done for my father what he did for me. Let me have increase upon earth, let me keep my dwelling place, let my heir be vigorous, let my sepulchre flourish and my dependents upon earth. Let all my adversaries be crushed. Thou hast been the cause of this life, health and strength. Grant that my duration of life may be that of one who attains beatitude.