Malkǝʾ-hymn to Emperor Galāwdewos

In the name of God, the Trinity, who created Adam. I shall compose a hymn of praise for you in brief, from much. Help me to speak, while my mouth is without understanding. Galawdewos, from your understanding fill my understanding, that I may read to you with sweet melody. Peace to the memory of your name, the beauty of whose calling you adorned, more than the beauty of the stars and the moon, which you caused to serve the world. Galawdewos, perform the sign of faith, the foundation. Your father Moses, in the time of Pharaoh before, made water by his authority as he made blood. Peace to your hair, in the water of faith, the Holy Spirit, which sprouted there upon the earth, your flesh, the head. Galawdewos, virgin, while you were in the womb, "I sanctified you," he said, as the number of his name is five, the Son of the nature of the Father, Jesus Christ. Peace to your eyes, from the path of conduct which you trod, from the stature of the shoulder, it shines forth. Galawdewos, full, from our heart uproot the root of iniquity. For our soul, a moon, as you have multiplied its protection, from its fullness, great and firm, the admonition.

Salutation to your tomb, the tomb of the righteous, which is called the place where those who make sweet and wine are planted, a shadow. Galawdewos, for us, from your abundance, grant us a drink, O father, from the springs of beer, and from the wood that yields oil, a grain. By the eye of the mind and the heart of the Holy Spirit, I have seen your many good deeds and your faith in praise. Galawdewos, sealed with the blood of the lamb that was sacrificed, you were strengthened and preserved from the affair of all adornment, like a vigilant master of a house who guards his treasure. Salutation to Galawdewos, to the mind of his heart, a man of the garden, the cities of the world whose heart, while guiding mercy, they killed him treacherously by an unknown death. When they found him hidden in a path, the gifts of God are abundant. Salutation to the memory of your name, the beauty of whose prostration is more beautiful than the beauty of the stars and the moon, which adorned the world. Galawdewos, perform the sign of faith, the melody of your father Moses in the time of Pharaoh before the water, by his authority, as he made blood.