From them who forsake the paths of rectitude, to walk in this ways of darkness;

Do this then, my son, and deliver thyself, When thou hast come into the hand of thy neighbour, Go, haste thee, and urge thy neighbour;

For this cause, suddenly cometh his doom, in a moment, shall he be torn in pieces and there be no mending.

For this cause, came I forth to meet thee, to seek diligently thy face, and I have found thee:

Though thou say, Lo! we knew not this, Shall not, he that proveth hearts, himself, discern? And, he that formeth thy soul, himself, know? and bring back to a son of earth according to his deed?