M oreover, my father, see! Yes, see the corner of your robe in my hand! For in that I cut off the corner of your robe, and did not kill you, know and see that there is neither evil nor rebellion in my hand, and I have not sinned against you. Yet you hunt my life to take it.
Mira, padre mío: aquí en mi mano tengo el borde de tu manto. Yo lo corté, y no te maté. Date cuenta que nunca te he traicionado, y tampoco te he hecho ningún mal; sin embargo, tú me andas persiguiendo con la intención de matarme.
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