I am a child of tender years. Nourish me
from the breast of Thy mercy, train me in the
bosom of Thy love, educate me in the school of
Thy guidance and develop me under the shadow
of Thy bounty. Deliver me from darkness, make
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me a brilliant light; free me from unhappiness,
make me a flower of the rose garden; suffer me to
become a servant of Thy threshold and confer
upon me the disposition and nature of the righteous;
make me a cause of bounty to the human
world, and crown my head with the diadem of
eternal life.
