1 Prologue

Yahveh's might no mortal can match!

He steers the cosmos to guide your path,

As you traverse the firmament of his glorious light.

The eternal God is your sanctuary and abode,

Beneath his ever-loving arms bestowed;

Chaos he vanquished, with a divine nod,

And commanded,

"Let destruction strike, and scatter the clod!"

Thus humanity dwells in tranquil peace,

While wisdom's spring remains hidden in nobility's crease,

In the land of new wine and the five valleys,

Dew descends from his heavens, which never parleys.