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

I am Mirjai, a vine, a tree that stands at the mouth of the Euphrat. The leaves of the tree are precious stones, the fruits of the tree pearls. The foliage of the vine is radiance, its tendrils precious light. Its fragrance it spread among the trees, and it goes out over all worlds. The birds of the air smelled it; a flock settled on the tree. A flock settled on the tree, and they want to build their nest there. They flutter about in it and do not settle in it. Of its foliage they eat ... , from its inside they drink wine. They eat what was not objectionable and drink what was not wine.

While the birds sat in the vine, winds and storms broke loose. They shook the good little birds, they beat against the tree, they flung the foliage of the vine in all directions and scared the birds from their place. There was many a bird that did not fly away but held fast with claws and wings until the winds and storms had passed. Others did not hold fast and hurried away ... Woe to those who did not hold fast but fell from the tree and flew away! How beautiful is the tree of life, and beautiful the birds that dwell on it! The winds and storms passed, and calm came over the world.

As the birds sit there and twitter and want to build their nest, as the birds sit on the vine, an eagle came circling and flying. A white eagle came, looked and saw the birds. He circled about, swooped down on them with his wings and came and settled on the tree. The birds began a conversation with him and said to him: "O eagle! On this tree we were birds without number, but winds broke loose against them, and raging storms came upon the tree. They shook them from the tree, so that they almost tore out their wings. Some held fast, whom the winds and storms could not tear loose, but some flew away in haste. We now say to you, eagle, we ask you about the birds, because you are sharp-sighted and see everything in the world. What have the winds and storms done to those birds, our brothers? What do you carry concerning them?"

Then he answered them: "Rather do not ask, my brothers, what has become of those birds. Sling-stones drove them away from me, broke their wings, they were torn out, broken, they went and leaned on ... The kite and the sparrow-hawk circled them, tore pieces from their flesh and ate of those who were fat. Woe to those who fell into the water, if they had no share in the crossing. Blessed are you, little birds, who held fast to this vine, a companionship you became to Mirjai, the vine that stands at the mouth of the Euphrat. See and be convinced, little birds, that I have come to you. I have come to my brothers to be a support to them in the world. I have come to heal Mirjai and to bring water to the good, dear plants, the vines that stand at the mouth of the Euphrat. In a white bucket I draw and bring water to my plants. I carry it and hold it on the arms of splendour that are mine. I carry it and hold it and give to drink. Blessed is he who has drunk of my water. He drinks, finds healing and permanence and grows twofold. The vines that drank water brought forth good fruits. Their foliage wound upward and flourished. The vines that drank no water brought forth bitter herbs and ... Woe to those who did not go forward on the way, woe to those who did not pass by the milestone. They hated Simat-Haije, Mirjai, the dear Kushta (Truth). My brothers! Hold fast, be a companionship to Mirjai. I will look around in the world, let the call of God resound, and rouse and wake the sleepers."

The eagle flew away from the tree, he circles about and teaches his friends. He says to them: "Listen to my call, my brothers! Remain firm and bear the persecution! Be a companionship to Mirjai. A companionship be to Mirjai! Woe to the Jews, who were a persecution to Mirjai. Woe to Elizar, the great house, the pillar that supports the temple. Woe to Zatan-Estuna, who begot falsehood against Mirjai."

All the Jews gathered, the teachers, the great and the small, they came together and spoke of Mirjai: "She ran away from the priests, loved a man, and they took each other by the hands. They took each other by the hands, went and settled at the mouth of the Euphrat. We will kill them and make Mirjai despised in Jerusalem. We will set up a stake for the man who corrupted Mirjai and led her away. There shall be no day in the world on which a stranger enters Jerusalem. They split their dovecotes and catch the doves in Jerusalem."

All the Jews gathered and followed after Mirjai. They went and found that a throne had been set up for Mirjai on the bank of the Euphrat. A white banner was stretched out for her, and a book was set upright in her lap. She reads in the books of Kushta (Truth) and rouses all worlds. She holds the staff of living water in her hand, the girdle is bound about her loins. Mirjai prays in humility and preaches with a wondrous voice. The fishes gathered from the sea, the birds from the mouth of the Euphrat. They follow the voice of Mirjai and have no desire to lie down to sleep. They breathe in the fragrance that was before her and forget this world.

When the Jews saw this, they stood up before her. They were ashamed, clenched their fists, struck the fore-courts of their breasts and wept. The mother of Mirjai spoke, and tears stream into her bosom. "Look at me, my daughter Mirjai," she says to her, "look at me, who am your mother. You are my daughter and the daughter of all the priests. Your head is the great head of the temple. Do you not remember, Mirjai, that the Torah lay in your lap? You opened it, read in it and knew what is in it. The outer keys lay in your hands, and the inner ones you laid in chains. All the priests and the priests' sons came and kissed your hand. To whom you wished, you opened the door; whom you did not wish, he had to turn back and return to his place. A thousand stand there, and two thousand sit there. They submit to you like a servant, and your word is heard in Jerusalem. Why did you forget your brothers, and why did your heart become estranged from the priests? See, the brides weep in Judea, the women and men in Jerusalem. Their beloved gold they have cast from them and devote themselves to lament and mourning for you. They say: 'We will destroy our possessions until Mirjai returns. We forge gold ... and put on beautiful silk garments and chains.' They stand on the roofs and look out to see you again in Jerusalem. They make vows because of you, if you come to me and we go. My daughter! Arise, return to your town, the city of Jerusalem. Come, light the lamps that have gone out since the day you went away. Have no longing for this man, who took you captive and led you away. Leave the man who is not of your town alone in the world. Let him not say: I went and led Mirjai away from her place. Come, teach the children, that they may learn. Lay the Torah in your lap and let us hear your voice as it was. From the moment and from the day when you lifted the dough-offering, it has been covered."

When Mirjai heard this from her mother, she laughed and rejoiced in her mind. "If only there were not the Jews," she says to her, "and the shameful, worthless priests. If only there were not the Jews, who stand there and bow before a vault. They shall be buried in darkness. Go, go," she says to them, "you fools, you sons of filth, who were not of the world. I am no woman who has gone out for fornication, and it is not that I have loved a man. I have not gone out to return to you and to see you again, you dome of wickedness. Go, go away from me, you who have begotten falsehood and lies against me. You begot against me fornication and theft and set me down as you yourselves are. Blessed be the man who freed me from my fetters and planted my feet here. I have committed no fornication with him and no theft in the world. Instead of the testimony that you bore against me, prayer and praise have come to me."

As the priests stand there and speak with Mirjai at the mouth of the Euphrat, a pure eagle came, whose wings fill the worlds. He flew toward the Jews, swooped down on them with his wings, bound them and sank them to the bottom of the water, deeper than the stinking mud. He sank them deeper than the burning water that is within the turbid water. He sank their ships to the bottom of the burning water. He destroyed the temple and set fire to Jerusalem. He brought an overthrow upon them and killed the disciples in Jerusalem. He came down to her, lowered his wings before her, sat down beside her, told and preached to her, and they gave each other the beloved handclasp of Kushta (Truth). He took her up firmly, lifted her and set her upon the throne. "Mirjai," he says to her, "look at me in kindness, remember me before God. I am your good messenger, the man who listens to your speech. I ask you for the high Kushta, the Kushta which the Jordans have chosen."

"O good angel," she answers him, "angel whom God has sent. Your splendour and your light have risen over us, and your honour is proven in the place of light. Everyone who listens to your voice will be enclosed in the pure place. He will be enclosed in the treasure of life, and your rays will rise doubly over him. From everyone who does not listen to your voice, waking and sleep will be wiped away. I and you shall wind ourselves upward and ascend victorious to the place of light."

Praised be God, and God is victorious.