And with its royal motions
It wholly moved toward me.
From their (the bearers') hand it hastened away,
Striving after him, who should receive it.
An ardent desire seized me also
To go to meet it and to receive it,
And I stretched myself and took it,
And adorned myself with the beauty of its colors,
And my cloak, which surpassed that of a king,
I wholly put around me.
And having put it on, I was lifted up
To the gate of salutation and adoration
And I bowed my head and worshiped
The splendor of the Father, who had sent it to me
Whose behests I had executed.
In like manner he also did as he had promised.
And in the gates of his palace
I mingled among his great ones.
And he rejoiced over me and received me,
< And I was with him > in his palace.
All his subjects, however,
Praise him with joyous voices.
And he promised me that to the gate
Of the King < of kings > I should go with him,
That with my offerings and the pearl
Together with him I appear before the king."[1]
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- ↑ In the Syriac follows now a lengthy song of praise by the apostle Thomas.—Concerning our song Lipsius remarks (p. 296): "The preservation of this precious remainder of Gnostic poetry we owe to the happy ignorance of the Catholic reviser, who had no idea what heretical serpent is hidden beneath the lovely flowers of this poetry."
