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Sunday, September 12, 2010

Tobit - chapter 14 (excerpt)

14: 3 - 11 (translated by Edgar Goodspeed)
And when Tobit had grown very old, he calls his son (Tobias) and his son's sons to him and said to them: "My child, take your sons; here I have grown old and will soon depart this life.  Go to Media, my child, for I firmly believe what Jonah the prophet said about Nineveh, that it will be destroyed, but in Media there will be peace, rather than here, for a while, and that our brothers will be scattered from the good land over the earth, and Jerusalem will be desolate, and the house of God in it will be burned down and will be desolate for a time;  and then God will have mercy on them again, and bring them back to their land; and they will build the house, though not as it was before, until the times of that age are passed.  And afterward they will return from the places of their captivity and rebuild Jerusalem in splendor, and the house of God will be rebuilt in it gloriously, for all generations forever, as the prophets said of it.  And all the heathen will turn to fear the Lord God in truth, and they will bury their idols, and all the heathen will bless the Lord.  And His people will thank God, and the Lord will uplift his people, and all who love the Lord God in truth and uprightness will rejoice and show mercy to our brothers.  And now, my child, leave Nineveh, for what the prophet Jonah said will surely happen.  but keep the law and the ordinances, and be merciful and upright, so that you may prosper.  Bury me properly and my wife beside me.  And do not live any longer in Nineveh.  My child, see what Haman did to Ahiqar, who had brought him up -- how he plunged him from light into darkness and how he requited him!  Yet Ahiqar was saved and the other was recompensed and disappeared in darkness himself.  Manasseh gave to charity, and escaped the fatal snare which Haman set for him, but Haman fell into the trap and perished.  See, my children, what charity can do, and how uprightness can save!" 
As he said this, Tobit breathed his last there in his bed.  He was 158 years old; and they gave him a splendid funeral.

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