Ode I

The Lord is on my head like a crown

and I shall not be without him.

The Crown of truth was woven for me,

and caused your branches to blossom in me.

The Crown is not dry and sterile.

You live

and blossomed on my head.

Your fruits are full and perfect

and filled with salvation.

Ode III

I Clothe his limbs, his own limbs

and hang from them.

He loves me.

How would I know how to love the Lord

if he did not love me?

And who can tell us about love?

Only one who is loved.

I love the beloved and my soul loves him

and I am where he reposes,

and will be no stranger to him,

because he is not petty, my high merciful Lord.

I have gone to join him

for the lover has found

his beloved.

Whoever joins the Immortal becomes Immortal.

Whoever delights in the living one is living.

This is the spirit of the Lord.

It does not lie, it teaches us his ways.

Be wise,

Be understanding

and your eyes open.

Ode VI

As the hand moves over the harp and the strings speak,

so the Spirit of the Lord speaks in my members and

I speak by his love.

For he destroys what is foreign

and bitter.

So he was from the beginning and

will be to the end.

Nothing will be his adversary

The Lord multiplies his knowledge

and was zealous to make us know what he gives us

through his grace.

He gave us praise for his name

and our Spirits praise his Holy Spirit.

A stream went forth

and became a long and broad river.

It flooded and broke and carried away the temple.

Ordinary men could not stop it,

nor could those whose art is to halt the waters,

and it spread over the face of the whole earth,

filling everything,

And the thirsty of the earth drank

and their thirst was quenched.

The drink came from the highest one.

Blessed are the Ministers of that drink,

those who guard his water.

They assuage dry lips

They raise up those who have fainted.

Souls that were about to depart,

they have drawn back from death.

and limbs that had become crooked

they made straight.

They gave strength to our feebleness

and light to our eyes.

Everyone knew them in the Lord,

and by the water they lived forever.

Ode VII

As anger moves over evil

so joy moves over the beloved

and floods us with fruits.

My joy is the Lord and I move towards him

,The Way is excellent.

My helper is the Lord

who in his candor lets me know him thoroughly.

His kindness has humbled his magnitude.

He became like me so I could receive him,

He thought like me so I could become him

and I did not tremble when I saw him,

for he was gracious to me.

He took on my nature so I could learn from him,

took on my form so I would not turn away.

The father of knowledge,

is the word of knowledge.

He who gave birth to Wisdom,

is wiser than his works.

Ode XI

My heart was cloven and there appeared a flower,

and grace sprang up

and fruit from the Lord,

for the highest one split me with his holy spirit,

exposed my love for him

and filled me with his love.

His splitting of my heart was my salvation

and I followed the way of his peace,

the way of truth.

From the beginning to the end

I received his knowledge.

and sat on the rock of truth

where he placed me.

Speaking waters came near my lip

from the vast fountain of the Lord,

and I drank and was drunk

with the living water that never dies,

and my drunkeness gave me knowledge.

I threw off vanity,

turned to my God

and his bounty made me rich.

I threw off the madness of the earth,

I stripped it from me and cast it away,

and the Lord renewed me in his raiment

and held me in his light.

From above he gave me uncorrupt ease

and I was like land deep and happy in its orchards,

and the Lord was sun on the face of the land.

My eyes were clear,

dew was on my face.

and my nostrils enjoyed

the aroma of the Lord.

He took me to Paradise

where I knew Joy

and worshipped his glory.

Blessed are they

planted in your land,

in Paradise,

who grow in the growth of your trees

and change from gloom to light.

Your Servants are lovely.

They do good,

they abjure evil and turn to your pleasantness.

They are free of the bitterness of trees

ancient in their land.

You are everywhere,

always before your servants.

There is much space in Paradise

but no wasteland,

All is fruit.

Glory,Lord, and the eternal delight of Paradise.

Ode XIV

As the eyes of a son to his father,

so my eyes turn to you, O Lord, at all times,

for with you are my consolation and joy.

Do not turn your mercy from me, O Lord,

nor your kindness,

but stretch out your right hand,

and be my guide to the end.

Care for me,

save me from evil.

and let your gentleness

and love be with me.

Teach me to sing of truth,

that I may engender fruit in you.

Open the harp of your holy spirit

so I may praise you, Lord, with all its notes.

From your sea of mercy,

help me,

help me in my hour of need.

Ode XV

As the sun is joy for those who seek daybreak,

so my joy is the Lord.

He is my sun and his rays have lifted me up

and chased all darkness from my face.

In him I have acquired eyes

and seen his sacred day.

I have acquired ears

and heard his truth.

I have acquired knowledge

and been made happy in him.

I left the way of error and went to him

and was saved.

According to his bounty he gave me,

according to his beauty he made me.

I found purity through his name,

I shed corruption through his grace.

Death has died before my countenance,

hell is abolished by my word.

A deathless life appears in the land of the Lord,

is known to those with faith,

and given those with faith, uncessantly.

Ode XVII

I was crowned by God,

by a crown alive.

and my Lord justified me.

He became my certain salvation.

I was freed from myself

and uncondemned.

The chains fell from my wrists.

I took on the face and ways of a new person,

walked in him and was redeemed.

The thought of truth drove me.

I walked to it and did not wander off.

Those who saw me were amazed,

supposing me to be a strange person.

He who knew me and brought me up

is the summit of perfection.

He glorified me by kindness

and lifted my thought to truth

and showed me his way.

I opened closed doors,

shattered bars of iron.

My own shackles melted.

Nothing appeared closed

because I was the door to everything.

I freed slaves,

left no man in bonds,

I spread my knowledge

and love

and sowed my fruits in hearts

and transformed them.

I blessed them. They lived.

I gathered them and saved them.

They became the limbs of my body

and I was their head.

Glory to you, our head, Our Lord Messiah.

Ode XIX

A cup of milk I was offered

and I drank its sweetness as the delight of the Lord.

The Son is the cup

and he who was milked is the Father,

and he who milked him is the Holy Ghost.

His breasts were full

and his milk should not drip out wastefully.

The Holy Ghost opened the Fathers raiment

and mingled the milk from the Father`s two breasts.

and gave that mingling to the world, which was unknowing.

Those who drink it are near his right hand.

The Spirit opened the Virgin`s womb

and she received the milk.

The Virgin became a mother of great mercy;

she labored, but not in pain, and bore a son.

No midwife came.

She bore him as if she were a man,

openly, with dignity, with kindness.

She loved him, and swaddled him, and revealed his majesty.

Ode XXI

I raised my arms high

to the grace of the Lord,

for he had cast off my bonds.

My helper had lifted me to his grace and salvation.

I discarded darkness

and clothed myself in Light.

My soul acquired a body

free from sorrow,

affliction or pain.

The thought of the Lord restored me.

I fed on his incorruptible fellowship.

And I was raised in the Light

and went to him,

near him,

praising and proclaiming him.

He made my heart flood into my mouth,

made it shine on my lips.

On my face the exultation of the Lord increased,

and his praise.

Ode XXIV

The dove flew over the head of the Messiah

who was her head,

and she sang over him

and her voice was heard.

The inhabitants were afraid

and travelers shuddered.

Birds took flight

and all creeping things died in their holes.

Abysses opened and closed.

They were seeking God like women in labor.

They had no food.

None belonged to them.

The abysses sank and were sealed by the Lord

and people perished in their own thought,

ancient and new.

Everyone was imperfect and died.

They could say nothing.

The Lord destroyed the immagination

of all who did not have his truth.

They were weak in wisdom

and were rejected. They lacked his truth.

The Lord disclosed his way,

and spread his grace in alien lands.

Those who understood

know holiness.