Image of ʾAfnin

Salutation to the memory of your name, which is sweet like honey, and which, at a time of severity, is a refuge. ʾAfnin, noble one, like the light of the sun. Your memory is the memory of ʾAṭnan, as they are accustomed to say. The Holy Spirit has given me a tongue. Salutation to your ears, which have heard the hymns of the children, whose desire is hidden. The vigilant ones of heaven, before they were appointed. ʾAfnin, pillar of the house of fire, who was made from the wood of the tree. I have taken refuge in your ears; may they not deny me mercy. His name is Gādrəʾel, who was created for Eve. Salutation to your eyes, which flash like lightning, more than the beauty of Ḥolyāsf and ʾAdnāʾel. When the mind precedes the pillars of the high heaven. More consuming than fire and swifter than wind. In the secret of the first feast, ʾAfnin, the chosen one. Salutation to your neck, bent high above the shoulder, made of fire and wind, and also of wood. ʾAfnin, the glorious angel of sanctity and countenance. The likeness of the Seraphim and the likeness of the Cherubim are fixed. In the beginning of the book of Henok, your memory is bent.

Salutation to your heart, which counseled against iniquity. Like ʾAzazʾel, you show the work of swords and arrows. ʾAfnin, angel, abundant in holiness from the thorns. A web of song that drips with salvation. After the tumult, when the end came. Salutation to your angelic forms, all of them, I offer the paths of Shulammite. Sweet in holiness, ʾAfnin, from the cut and the wound. You scattered praise like a cloud, and you rained praise like a shower. Wine of the heart and wine of the mind, like a vineyard. Without end, bound for the time of our life. What shall I praise in you, beloved? And what shall I sanctify in you, holy one? The Father chose you, and the Spirit ordained you. ʾAfnin, I glorify you; grant me glory. Without grace and ascetic struggle that justifies the soul. From the river of the Euphrates and the Tigris, from the river of the Gihon. My greatness is abundant, without measure or boundary. ʾAfnin, compassionate one, chief of the diligent. Look upon me, the sorrowful, with the taste of your tongue and wine. For the priest absolves sins.

Angel of iniquity, you are the Tegerē; angel of sins, you are the Tegerē. Now he desires to seize me, the one of the Tegerē. ʾAfnin, valiant one, horn of righteousness, horn of song. In your wing, I will be clothed with the garment of the swara. By the breastplate of Dudaʾel, seal the hidden one of the leopard. Come to me with the Cherubim, birds of the cloud, who guard the sky of the region of hail. ʾAfnin, the marigod, in the cleft of the beloved lightning. Like thunder, your voice is the roar that makes me hear righteousness in the wondrous circuit.