When I reached Jerusalem and had been there for three days,
I set out at night, taking only a few people with me. I didn't tell anyone what my God was prompting me to do for Jerusalem, and the only animal I took was the one I rode.
I went out by night through the Valley Gate past the Dragon's Spring to the Dung Gate so that I could inspect the walls of Jerusalem that had been broken down, as well as its gates, which had been destroyed by fire.
Then I went on to the Spring Gate and to the King's Pool. Since there was no room for the animal on which I was riding to pass,
I went up by way of the valley by night and inspected the wall. Then I turned back and returned by entering through the Valley Gate.
The officials didn't know where I had gone or what I was doing. I hadn't yet told the Jews, the priests, the officials, the officers, or the rest who were to do the work.