The Holy Scripture
Chapter XII
1 And she stretched her hands out towards the east, and her eyes looked up to heaven, and she said,
2 "O Lord, God of the ages, that didst give to all the breath of life, That didst bring into the light the things unseen, That hast made all things and made visible what was invisible,
3 That hast raised up the heaven and founded the earth upon the waters, That hast fixed the great stones upon the abyss of water Which shall not be submerged, But to the end they do thy will.
4 O Lord, my God, to thee will I cry: hear my supplication; And unto thee will I make confession of my sins, And unto thee will I reveal my transgressions of thy law.
5 I have sinned, O Lord, I have sinned: I have transgressed thy law and acted impiously, And I have spoken things evil before thee. My mouth, O Lord, has been defiled by things offered to idols, And by the table of the gods of the Egyptians.
6 I have sinned, O Lord, before thee; I have sinned and acted impiously, Worshiping idols deaf and dumb, And I am not worthy to open my mouth unto thee, wretch that I am.
7 I have sinned, O Lord, before thee, I, the daughter of Pentephres the priest, the haughty and arrogant Aseneth. To thee, O Lord, I present my supplication, and unto thee will I cry: Deliver me from my persecutors, for unto thee have I fled, Like a child to his father and his mother.
8 And do thou, O Lord, stretch forth thy hands over me, As a father that loves his children and is tenderly affectionate, And snatch me from the hand of my enemy.
9 For lo, the wild primeval Lion pursues me; And his children are the gods of the Egyptians that I have abandoned and destroyed; And their father the Devil is trying to devour me
10 But do thou, O Lord deliver me from his hands, And rescue me from his mouth, Lest he snatch me like a wolf and tear me, And cast me into the abyss of fire, and into the tempest of the sea; And let not the great Sea-monster swallow me.
11 Save me, O Lord, deserted as I am, For my father and mother denied me, Because I destroyed and shattered their gods; And I have no other hope save in thee, O Lord; For thou art the father of the orphans, and the champion of the persecuted, And the help of them that are oppressed.
12 For, lo, all the gods of my father Pentephres are but for a season and uncertain; but the inhabitants of thine inheritance, O Lord, are incorruptible and eternal.