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At that moment, she stretched her hands out toward the window and prayed: "You are blessed, merciful God, and your name is blessed forever! May all your works forever praise you!
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And now, Lord, I lift my face and my eyes toward you.
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Speak the word, and set me free from the earth so that I don't have to hear insults anymore.
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You know, Master, that I'm pure from any uncleanness from relations with a man.
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You know that I haven't tarnished my name or my father's name in this country where we are captives. I'm my father's only child. He has no other child to be his heir, nor does he have a brother or near relative for whom I can keep myself as a wife. Seven have died on me already, so why should I go on living? And if you don't like the idea of killing me, take notice, at least, of how they insult me."