and the thing is sought out, and found, and they are hanged both of them on a tree, and it is written in the book of the Chronicles before the king.

After these things hath the king Ahasuerus exalted Haman son of Hammedatha the Agagite, and lifteth him up, and setteth his throne above all the heads who are with him,

and all servants of the king, who are in the gate of the king, are bowing and doing obeisance to Haman, for so hath the king commanded for him; and Mordecai doth not bow nor do obeisance.

And the servants of the king, who are in the gate of the king, say to Mordecai, 'Wherefore art thou transgressing the command of the king?'

and it is contemptible in his eyes to put forth a hand on Mordecai by himself, for they have declared to him the people of Mordecai, and Haman seeketh to destroy all the Jews who are in all the kingdom of Ahasuerus -- the people of Mordecai.

And Haman saith to the king Ahasuerus, 'There is one people scattered and separated among the peoples, in all provinces of thy kingdom, and their laws are diverse from all people, and the laws of the king they are not doing, and for the king it is not profitable to suffer them;

And scribes of the king are called, on the first month, on the thirteenth day of it, and it is written according to all that Haman hath commanded, unto lieutenants of the king, and unto the governors who are over province and province, and unto the heads of people and people, province and province, according to its writing, and people and people according to its tongue, in the name of the king Ahasuerus it hath been written and sealed with the signet of the king,

And in every province and province, the place where the word of the king, even his law, is coming, a great mourning have the Jews, and fasting, and weeping, and lamenting: sackcloth and ashes are spread for many.

but if thou keep entirely silent at this time, respite and deliverance remaineth to the Jews from another place, and thou and the house of thy fathers are destroyed; and who knoweth whether for a time like this thou hast come to the kingdom?'

Go, gather all the Jews who are found in Shushan, and fast for me, and do not eat nor drink three days, by night and by day; also I and my young women do fast likewise, and so I go in unto the king, that is not according to law, and when I have perished -- I have perished.'

On that night hath the sleep of the king fled away, and he saith to bring in the book of memorials of the Chronicles, and they are read before the king,

They are yet speaking with him, and eunuchs of the king have come, and haste to bring in Haman unto the banquet that Esther hath made.

and saith, 'If to the king it be good, and if I have found grace before him, and the thing hath been right before the king, and I be good in his eyes, let it be written to bring back the letters -- a device of Haman son of Hammedatha the Agagite -- that he wrote to destroy the Jews who are in all provinces of the king,

And the scribes of the king are called, at that time, in the third month -- it is the month of Sivan -- in the three and twentieth of it, and it is written, according to all that Mordecai hath commanded, unto the Jews, and unto the lieutenants, and the governors, and the heads of the provinces, that are from Hodu even unto Cush, seven and twenty and a hundred provinces -- province and province according to its writing, and people and people according to its tongue, and unto the Jews according to their writing, and according to their tongue.

that the king hath given to the Jews who are in every city and city, to be assembled, and to stand for their life, to cut off, to slay, and to destroy the whole force of the people and province who are distressing them, infants and women, and their spoil to seize.

and in every province and province, and in every city and city, the place where the word of the king, even his law, is coming, gladness and joy are to the Jews, a banquet, and a good day; and many of the peoples of the land are becoming Jews, for a fear of the Jews hath fallen upon them.

And all heads of the provinces, and the lieutenants, and the governors, and those doing the work that the king hath, are lifting up the Jews, for a fear of Mordecai hath fallen upon them;

And Esther saith, 'If to the king it be good, let it be given also to-morrow, to the Jews who are in Shushan, to do according to the law of to-day; and the ten sons of Haman they hang on the tree.'

And the Jews who are in Shushan are assembled also on the fourteenth day of the month of Adar, and they slay in Shushan three hundred men, and on the prey they have not put forth their hand.

And the rest of the Jews, who are in the provinces of the king, have been assembled, even to stand for their life, and to rest from their enemies, and to slay among those hating them five and seventy thousand, and on the prey they have not put forth their hand;

And the Jews who are in Shushan have been assembled, on the thirteenth day of it, and on the fourteenth of it, even to rest on the fifteenth of it, and to make it a day of banquet and of joy.

Therefore the Jews of the villages, who are dwelling in cities of the villages, are making the fourteenth day of the month of Adar -- joy and banquet, and a good day, and of sending portions one to another.

And Mordecai writeth these things, and sendeth letters unto all the Jews who are in all provinces of the king Ahasuerus, who are near and who are far off,

and these days are remembered and kept in every generation and generation, family and family, province and province, and city and city, and these days of Purim do not pass away from the midst of the Jews, and their memorial is not ended from their seed.

and all the work of his strength, and his might, and the explanation of the greatness of Mordecai with which the king made him great, are they not written on the book of the Chronicles of Media and Persia?

And there are borne to him seven sons and three daughters,

And the day is, that his sons and his daughters are eating, and drinking wine, in the house of their brother, the first-born.

While this one is speaking another also hath come and saith, 'Thy sons and thy daughters are eating, and drinking wine, in the house of their brother, the first-born.

And lo, a great wind hath come from over the wilderness, and striketh against the four corners of the house, and it falleth on the young men, and they are dead, and I am escaped -- only I alone -- to declare it to thee.'

And three of the friends of Job hear of all this evil that hath come upon him, and they come in each from his place -- Eliphaz the Temanite, and Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite -- and they are met together to come in to bemoan him, and to comfort him;

Let the cursers of day mark it, Who are ready to wake up Leviathan.

Wherefore have knees been before me? And what are breasts, that I suck?

Or with princes -- they have gold, They are filling their houses with silver.

Small and great are there the same. And a servant is free from his lord.

Who are waiting for death, and it is not, And they seek it above hid treasures.

Who are glad -- unto joy, They rejoice when they find a grave.

For before my food, my sighing cometh, And poured out as waters are my roarings.

From morning to evening are beaten down, Without any regarding, for ever they perish.

Far are his sons from safety, And they are bruised in the gate, And there is no deliverer.

For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me!

My soul is refusing to touch! They are as my sickening food.

That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.

By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.

Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.

They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.

Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.

Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend.

My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.

The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes are upon me -- and I am not.

I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days are vanity.

(For of yesterday we are, and we know not, For a shadow are our days on earth.)

So are the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,

By a heap his roots are wrapped, A house of stones he looketh for.

As the days of man are Thy days? Thy years as the days of a man?

Thou renewest Thy witnesses against me, And dost multiply Thine anger with me, Changes and warfare are with me.

Are not my days few? Cease then, and put from me, And I brighten up a little,

And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope is a breathing out of soul!

Truly -- ye are the people, And with you doth wisdom die.

At peace are the tents of spoilers, And those provoking God have confidence, He into whose hand God hath brought.

With Him are wisdom and might, To him are counsel and understanding.

Lo, He keepeth in the waters, and they are dried up, And he sendeth them forth, And they overturn the land.

With Him are strength and wisdom, His the deceived and deceiver.

And yet, ye are forgers of falsehood, Physicians of nought -- all of you,

Your remembrances are similes of ashes, For high places of clay your heights.

If determined are his days, The number of his months are with Thee, His limit Thou hast made, And he passeth not over;

And man hath lain down, and riseth not, Till the wearing out of the heavens they awake not, Nor are roused from their sleep.

Honoured are his sons, and he knoweth not; And they are little, and he attendeth not to them.

Both the gray-headed And the very aged are among us -- Greater than thy father in days.

Too few for thee are the comforts of God? And a gentle word is with thee,

What -- doth thine heart take thee away? And what -- are thine eyes high?

I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters are ye all.

My spirit hath been destroyed, My days extinguished -- graves are for me.

If not -- mockeries are with me. And in their provocations mine eye lodgeth.

For a portion he sheweth friendship, And the eyes of his sons are consumed.

Astonished are the upright at this, And the innocent against the profane Stirreth himself up.

And the righteous layeth hold on his way, And the clean of hands addeth strength, And -- dumb are they all.

Straitened are the steps of his strength, And cast him down doth his own counsel.

From beneath his roots are dried up, And from above cut off is his crop.

Only these are tabernacles of the perverse, And this the place God hath not known.

Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?

Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious are the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that there is a judgment.

One hath drawn, And it cometh out from the body, And a glittering weapon from his gall proceedeth. On him are terrors.

Their houses are peace without fear, Nor is a rod of God upon them.

They are as straw before wind, And as chaff a hurricane hath stolen away,

That to a day of calamity is the wicked spared. To a day of wrath they are brought.

Widows thou hast sent away empty, And the arms of the fatherless are bruised.

Therefore round about thee are snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.

Is not God high in heaven? And see the summit of the stars, That they are high.

Thick clouds are a secret place to Him, And He doth not see;' And the circle of the heavens He walketh habitually,

For He doth complete my portion, And many such things are with Him.

From the inundation of hills they are wet, And without a refuge -- have embraced a rock.

He giveth to him confidence, and he is supported, And his eyes are on their ways.

High they were for a little, and they are not, And they have been brought low. As all others they are shut up, And as the head of an ear of corn cut off.

The rule and fear are with Him, Making peace in His high places.

The Rephaim are formed, Beneath the waters, also their inhabitants.

Lo, these are the borders of His way, And how little a matter is heard of Him, And the thunder of His might Who doth understand?

Lo, ye -- all of you -- have seen, And why is this -- ye are altogether vain?

If his sons multiply -- for them is a sword. And his offspring are not satisfied with bread.

His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.

A place of the sapphire are its stones, And it hath dust of gold.