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Now when Enemessar was dead, Sennacherib his son reigned in his stead; whose estate was
troubled, that I could not go into Media.
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And in the time of Enemessar I gave many alms to my brethren, and gave my bread to the
hungry,
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And my clothes to the naked: and if I saw any of my nation dead, or cast about the walls of
Nineve, I buried him.
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And if the king Sennacherib had slain any, when he was come, and fled from Judea, I buried
them privily; for in his wrath he killed many; but the bodies were not found, when they were sought
for of the king.
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And when one of the Ninevites went and complained of me to the king, that I buried them,
and hid myself; understanding that I was sought for to be put to death, I withdrew myself for fear.
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Then all my goods were forcibly taken away, neither was there any thing left me, beside my
wife Anna and my son Tobias.
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And there passed not five and fifty days, before two of his sons killed him, and they fled into
the mountains of Ararath; and Sarchedonus his son reigned in his stead; who appointed over his
father's accounts, and over all his affairs, Achiacharus my brother Anael's son.
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And Achiacharus intreating for me, I returned to Nineve. Now Achiacharus was cupbearer,
and keeper of the signet, and steward, and overseer of the accounts: and Sarchedonus appointed
him next unto him: and he was my brother's son.
CHAPTER 2
Now when I was come home again, and my wife Anna was restored unto me, with my son Tobias,
in the feast of Pentecost, which is the holy feast of the seven weeks, there was a good dinner prepared
me, in the which I sat down to eat.
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And when I saw abundance of meat, I said to my son, Go and bring what poor man soever
thou shalt find out of our brethren, who is mindful of the Lord; and, lo, I tarry for thee.
3
But he came again, and said, Father, one of our nation is strangled, and is cast out in the
marketplace.
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Then before I had tasted of any meat, I started up, and took him up into a room until the going
down of the sun.
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Then I returned, and washed myself, and ate my meat in heaviness,
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Remembering that prophecy of Amos, as he said, Your feasts shall be turned into mourning,
and all your mirth into lamentation.
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Therefore I wept: and after the going down of the sun I went and made a grave, and buried
him.
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But my neighbours mocked me, and said, This man is not yet afraid to be put to death for this
matter: who fled away; and yet, lo, he burieth the dead again.
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