In the name of the Great Living God, glorified be the exalted Light.

I am Mirjai, a daughter of the kings of Babel, a daughter of the mighty rulers of Jerusalem. The Jews bore me, the priests raised me. They carried me in the fold of their garment up into the dim house, into the temple. A burden was laid in my hands and on both my arms. I must sweep and rinse the house that has no firmness. There is nothing in it to support the poor, nothing to refresh the tormented souls. My father went to the house of the people, my mother went to the temple. My father went and told me, and my mother went and commanded me: "Mirjai! Lock your inner doors and push the bolts home. See to it that you do not go out into the main streets and that the rays of my Lord do not fall upon you."

But I, Mirjai, did not listen to what my mother had told me and did not give ear to what my father had commanded me. I opened the inner doors, and I left the outer ones standing open. I went out into the main streets, and the rays of my Lord fell upon me. I wanted to go to the house of the people, but my way carried me to the temple. I went and found my brothers and my sisters, as they stand there and hold sermons. My brothers hold sermons, and my sisters raise discussions. At the voice of their sermons and at the voice of their discussions I grew drowsy and lay down on the spot. My brothers went away and did not wake me, and my sisters departed and did not rouse me. But you, my sister in truth, shake me from sleep and say: "Arise, arise, Mirjai, before it begins to dawn and the cock lets his morning call resound; before the sun shines and its splendour rises over the worlds; before the priests and the priests' sons go out and sit in the shade of the ruin of Jerusalem; before your bodily father comes and brings ruin upon you, such as you have never had." I, Mirjai, keep my prayers secret and keep my words secret from the ground up.

Early it began to dawn, early the cock let his call resound, early the sun shone, and its splendour rose over the worlds. The priests and the priests' sons went out and sat in the shade of the ruin of Jerusalem. Then my bodily father came and brought ruin upon me, such as I had never had. He said: "Where have you come from, you whoring trough ... and bolts? Where have you come from, woe, you rutting bitch, who ... pegs and fastenings? Where have you come from, woe, woe! you piece of coarse cloth that is patched onto my garment?" — "If I am a whoring trough, I will tear out your ... and bolts. If I am a rutting bitch, I will strike away the pegs and fastenings. If I am a piece of coarse cloth patched onto your garment, then cut and unpick me from your garment." — Then he cried: "Come, see Mirjai, who has left the religion of her fathers and gone to love her Lord. Come, see Mirjai, who has left coloured cloth and gone to love her Lord. She abandoned gold and silver and went to love her Lord. She abandoned the phylacteries and went to love the man with the turban." Then Mirjai answers him: "Far be it from me to love one whom I have hated. Far be it from me to hate one whom I have come to love. No, far be it from me to hate my Lord, from whom I have the Knowledge of God, who is a support to me in the world. A support he is to me in the world and a helper in the place of light."

God is exalted and victorious, and victorious is the righteous man who has come here.