ف َأخَذْتُ أبكي كَثيراً لأنَّهُ لَمْ يُوجَدْ أحَدٌ يَستَحِقُّ أنْ يَفتَحَ اللَّفِيفَةَ وَيَنظُرَ ما فِيها.
Then I began to cry with loud cries. I cried because no one was good enough to open the book or to look in it.