I doth uncover mine eyes to the azure skies
that I hath ne'er beheld afore.

There is nary aught to dread,
and all are present.

Come forth; let us venture forth.

Let us ascend the loftiest mountaintop
and behold it all.

Each single boon we possess
hath been bestowed by Jehovah.

But for the nonce, we shall tarry for that day when...


We shall hoist our heads and raise our voices when this wicked world is left...