By the will of the Divine mind/ you settled in the desert,/ and there, fixing your mind on the heavenly abodes,/ you lived like an angel on earth,/ in prayers, and labors, and their forgiveness/ the image was your disciple./ So God, seeing your good will,/ multiplied your children in the desert, watered your tears with streams./ But, as if you had the boldness to God, / remember the flock that you gathered, wise, / and do not forget what you promised, / visiting your children, / Reverend Zosimo, our Father.
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