Iniquity's snares are cunning, but by the Light of Lights, mine are greater still. Woe to all, for our dwelling place is distant, and we wander through the domiciles of Chaos. My power was lost in places which were not mine. Affliction besought me, and the merciless ones attacked me without cause. Although they call me crazy I care not, for thou art my helper, my strength, and my saviour. Thy will be done, Oh Light of Lights. I bless the glory of thy greatness all the day and through the darkness of this night. I pray do never turn away thy light. Give heed to me, and spring thy traps upon my enemies when I cry out to thee. For it was said they had become like those peculiar demons, which dwell in matter but in whom no light may be found. Turn not thy face away from me; incline thy ear and hear me when I shall cry to thee in my affliction. For the days of my life have vanished like smoke, and my bones are parched like ash, and let all my impurities be as fuel for that fire until nothing remains but the Light alone. From the voice of my groaning my bone has cleaved to my flesh. For my soul is filled with evil, and like this place must be purged. For the dead know no sleep in their graves, nor dost thou remember them, until they are destroyed through thy hands. I have been laid down in a pit of darknesses and the shadow of death. And thy anger has pressed down upon me; and all thy cares have come down upon me. And from this bed I cry out for the kindling of thy Light! And what terrible wonders are these those hast done among the dead. What shades rise to confess thee, and what specters shall know thee by thy name? Oh Light, may thy name be spoken in the graves, and spelled in bones and ashes! Thy rages have come down upon me, and thy fears have agitated me. Judge those who do injustice to me; fight with those who fight with me. Take hold of a weapon and shield, and rise to help me. Draw forth a sword and sheathe it in those that afflict me; say to my soul: I am thy salvation. May they become like dust before the wind; may the angel of the Lord pursue them. May their paths become dark and slippery; and may the angel of the Lord afflict them. May the snare which they do not know come to them; and may the net, which they have hidden for me, catch them in my place.