Image of Walda Māryām of Dabra Zamaddo

Salutation to your conception and to your birth, both from the womb of one mother, from whom you were chosen, firstborn of the Resurrection, Walda Māryām. Your tidings, when they were heard in the assembly, from that sight I came into your mountain, while I entered the fast, for in the mountain I found you as a helper. Salutation to the remembrance of your name, from the precious stone of the nature of Adam, and to the hair of your head, again, whose shadow is black. Walda Māryām, sun, light of the whole world. It is not possible to describe the circumference of your face today, for the eye of all is drawn to your glorious face. Salutation to your form, the radiance of the sun which it covered, and the sun of Ramah resembles the radiance of your form. Walda Māryām, chief, Lord of mercy and forgiveness. Guard me and save me from the desire of the flesh, for you are my Lord who knows all. Upon the scholars of Edom, Dabra Zamaddo descended. The dew of the Holy Spirit, Hermon, which is sprinkled as fire. Walda Māryām, virgin, for you have chosen the field. And for what I have spoken to you, a word of sanctification, do not choose me as another. Indeed, I have chosen you as a kinsman.

Salutation to your conception and to your birth, both from the womb of one mother, from whom you were chosen, firstborn of the Resurrection, Walda Māryām. Your tidings, when they were heard in the assembly, from that sig The flower of the field of Dabra Zamaddō, the queen, and she clasped a second time with her holy hands, Walda Māryām, the virgin, while he contended with death. When she arose in his authority from the land of Dabra Gobsgē, those who gathered at her feast of fine flesh. Let us dwell in Dabra Zamaddō within it. When this is Jerusalem and Golgotha, as formerly was the image of Māryām at the time of her reign, so that she might hide the people of her priests while she gave her aid. And Dabra Zamaddō is Jerusalem, a dwelling place forever. Praise to you, Walda Māryām, in the number of the angels of Hermon. Praise to you, Walda Māryām, in the number of the bright stars. Praise to you, Walda Māryām, in the number of the prophets and the righteous. And give me a little of your praise and wine, for your praise is full in every place. Salutation to you, Walda Māryām, Lord, eraser of the sin of the world. The people of Elijah and Moses make you rejoice with praise and eulogy.

Salutation to you, Walda Māryām, angel who put on life. For what I have offered you today, a stranger to composition, a poor one in body before you, what is it called? Day and night, guard me, you.