Mark Lidzbarski

“ You have left the decay and the stinking body in which you dwelt, the dwelling place, the abode of the wicked, the place that is full of sinners, the world of darkness, of hatred, jealousy and discord, the dwelling place where the planets dwell, which bring pain and infirmity. Pains they bring and afflictions, and daily they agitate. ”

“ Rise, rise, soul, ascend to your former land. Rise up to your former land, To the place from which you were planted, to the place from which you were planted, to your good dwelling of the Uthras. Arise, put on your robe of splendor And put on your resplendent garland. Sit upon your throne of splendor, which life has set up in the place of light. Ascend, dwell in the Škīnās, among the Uthras, your brothers. ”