||Moses quickly bowed his head and prostrated himself.
Vayemaher Moshe vayikod artsah vayishtachu.
||He said, 'If You are indeed pleased with me, O God, let my Lord go among us. This nation may be unbending, but forgive our sins and errors, and make us Your own.'
Vayomer im-na matsati chen be'eyneycha Adonay yelech-na Adonay bekirbenu ki am-ksheh-oref hu vesalachta la'avonenu ulchatatenu unchaltanu.
|make us Your own|
Literally, 'make us Your inheritance' (Saadia; Radak, Sherashim). Or, 'grant us an inheritance' (Rashi).