Mark Lidzbarski,
Mandaïsche Liturgien — Prayer 19
“ XIX. Mandā created me, Uthras strengthened me, they clothed me with splendor, covered me with light. Hazazban set the wreath on the head on me, NN, as well as those souls who go down to the Jordan and are baptized. Its tendrils shine, and its fragrance is pleasant. It does not wither or come apart, and its leaves do not fall off. And blessed be the life. ”
