Tobit 2:13
When she returned home, the kid started crying. I said to her: “Where does the little kid come from? Did you steal it? Return it to its owners, for we are not allowed to eat anything that is stolen.”
When she returned home, the kid started crying. I said to her: “Where does the little kid come from? Did you steal it? Return it to its owners, for we are not allowed to eat anything that is stolen.”
On the seventh day of Dystrus month, she cut the cloth and delivered it to her employers. They paid her wages and also gave her a young goat for food.
I did not see that there were sparrows on the wall of the courtyard, and, since my eyes were open, the hot droppings from the sparrows fell into my eyes and formed a white film. I went to find doctors to treat me, but the more ointment they applied to my eyes, the more I
That same night, after I buried the body, I went back home. I washed up and then went out into the yard to sleep against the wall; my face was exposed because of the heat.
My neighbors mocked me, saying: “He no longer fears to be put to death for doing that; he had to flee, but look, he is again burying the dead.”
I remembered the prophecy which Amos uttered against Bethel: “Your feasts will be turned into mourning. All your songs will be turned into lamentations,”
Before I ate anything, I hurried out and carried this man into the house and waited until sunset to bury him.