1
Now this one, having endured this praiseworthy death, the third was brought along, and exhorted by many to taste and save his life.
2
But he cried out and said, Know ye not, that the father of those who are dead, begat me also; and that the same mother bare me; and that I was brought up in the same tenets?
3
I abjure not the noble relationship of my brethren.
4
Now then, whatever instrument of vengeance ye have, apply it to my body, for ye are not able to touch, even if ye wish it, my soul.
5
But they, highly incensed at his boldness of speech, dislocated his hands and feet with racking engines, and wrenching them from their sockets, dismembered him.
The Brenton translation of the Septuagint is in the public domain.