Do not hate my obedience and do not love my self-control.
In my weakness, do not forsake me, and do not be afraid of my power.
For why do you despise my fear and curse my pride?
But I am she who exists in all fears and strength in trembling.
I am she who is weak, and I am well in a pleasant place.
I am senseless and I am wise.
From the above titled poem from
The Nag Hammadi Library
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