3
Tobias left to find some poor person among our relatives. When he returned, he said, "Father?" I answered, "I'm here, my son." He exclaimed, "Father, one of our people has been murdered and tossed into the marketplace; his strangled body is just lying there."
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I got up and left the meal before tasting it. I removed the body from the street and placed it in one of the smaller houses until sunset when I would bury it.
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Then, when I returned, I washed myself and ate my food in sadness.
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I remembered the word that Amos the prophet pronounced against Bethel: Your festivals will be transformed into sadness and all your songsinto sorrowful wailing. And I wept.
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After sunset I went out, dug a hole, and buried him.