Nisibis 58

Z. His voice. Behold, Death has struck the ram that mocked him, with the rod that is destined to mock him in the end. O crooked one, glory to your crucifixion, for you have conquered the evil one. And by your command you have taken victory, even over Death. And instead of "my Lord," he said, when he cursed him, to the one who was the cause of his shame and his crucifixion. Is a grave or a rod fitting for you, who blasphemed against the buried voice of my city's graves? To my Lord, the knower, or to the son of my Lord, or a rod? You denied your Lord and crucified the son of your Lord. That name is fitting for you: "killer of his Lord," for you killed him in his revelation; he who killed you. Upon you is the hand of every man, his head, which is in you, the heads of the nations. The heads of your people are in the hand of that Lord of life. The staff, shattered, shall be under the feet of the righteous, for in you they have held the staff in the hand of the one who supports the whole. With a crown of thorns he was crowned, as was fitting, so that the crown of the kingdom might take it from the house of David. With a crown of thorns the King of kings was crowned, and from his shame he took the crown from their kings. With the mockery they gave him, he mocked them, so that he might take the garment of praise from priests and kings.

Behold, Death has struck the ram that mocked him, with the rod that is destined to mock him in the end. O crooked one, glory to your crucifixion, for you have conquered the evil one. And by your command you make the sign of your victory live, O Satan, who trembled at the thirst of the spring of life. A hand was raised against you, a club of a hand that is strong, whose blow struck the one who stood by his hand over the creatures. He swallowed the hand and cut off the hand from the stone. The hand of the priesthood cut off what cut off the oil. Upon the pillar again he set him, as if for a trophy, for the one whose pillar had gone before his scepters. Pillar upon pillar was being erected. He took himself from within their thirst, and a fall came. Two pieces of wood they mounted him on, as on a cross. He broke the arms of the two rods of their axes. Hezekiel mounted two pieces of wood in likeness. With the two pieces of wood of the cross they mocked the rods of their axes. Two pieces of wood in the mystery of the wings for the people they carried him. His two rods, behold, they were broken in the likeness of his wings. His shoulders and his wings of the cross he spread in supplication. His arms mounted and carried away the peoples who had gone to perdition.

of the cross over the living, and he hunts the one of his kind. He brings his mercies, which upon his branches are his fruits, and he uproots. Go, El, and weep, O evil one, over me and over you, that not one moment enters the gate of life. Now that you have confessed, O Death, come, let me say to you: this entire interpretation is for me a mockery. Go, I will break the snares in which you have crucified, and you too, Death, fly and scatter all your memories. The Lord has made void both of you through two chosen ones. The evil one is abolished here, and Death is there.