Death upon earth is birth in heaven, first said He who is Zarathushtra. O giver of both life and death, Ahura Mazda. The disembodied soul is born anew in heaven. As childbirth is attended by travail and pang and the loving mother goes through suffering at delivery of the child she brings forth into the world, so is the severance of the soul from the body fraught with painful labour and agony. As a midlife lightens the suffering of the mother by her skill, even so does Thy Sraosha help when earthly life’s work is done, the end is nearing, life begins to wane like the passing winter, and death leads the dead to the deathless life of heaven.
May kindly Sraosha, then, be near me when I sleep my last sleep upon earth, and may he gently and tenderly wake me in Thy resplendent heaven. Dreary and dreadful is the way of death. I have to go, and fear and anxiety fill my soul, when I embark upon my journey and know not wither to go. May Sraosha hold my hand and guide my footsteps to the unknown world.
Sraosha in life and Sraosha at death, Sraosha in the world and Sraosha in the next world, Sraosha a judge at the Bridge of Judgement and Sraosha, they say, a collaborator with Thee, O Ahura Mazda, at Thy final Renovation – Sraosha, thus, is everywhere and everywhen. Then make me worthy, through constant and conscientious observance of Thy religious ordinances, of the help and guidance and protection of Sroasha, Thy celestial teacher and preacher of religion, the Zaota, the sacrificing priest on high, O Gracious God.
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