degraded
petitioner
did in all
his
dayshonour
and praise
thy name，
sing thy
glories，
pray for
them that
prayed to
thee，
thoughtby
day and
dreamed by
night of
all the
vast
goodness
thou didst
bestow
upon this
Flowery
Land. But，
O
Transcendent
Lady of
the
Ancient
Sin，I， thy
miserable
petitioner，
did， when
a boy，
labour
among the
trees of
the
mulberry，
feed with
tender
care the
creatures
thou didst
teach to
spin，
threaded
from their
shells the
