Don't fear, my servant Jacob,
ho, I dreamed a dream,
don't fear, my servant Jacob,
what a dreadful place!
the ladder is standing
with heavenly angels,
they all descend and ascend
with wings in a pale shade...
May your strength not stray, Jacob acha!
Get up to your path, forward, to the East!
Go forward,
underneath,
go,
for the land
shall rise now
for you and your seed!