Letter from Frange to a beloved brother he failed to meet TM 141108Theben

[recto] We greet you very, very much, in our man who is within (?), our beloved lord, the brother who is most dear (?) to me, a lover of God. Finally, do the kindness and forgive us, for we did not find you at the place, to believe (?) these things. I, Frange, the sinner: like a dry land that looks out for water, so is the manner in which I have waited for you, wishing to see you, being filled with joy. However, I did not leave my place […] find […] [verso] they went away (?) until the time that your Love came, I did not find you. I heard from my brother Joseph the scribe that the great brother who is among (?) the [...] in place of my father Moses, died. Come to my cell, bringing him to his house, he feeding us with bread (?) […] find it. You found us in our cell. Do the kindness and pray for us. Farewell in the Lord.