M oreover, my father, see; see the skirt of thy robe is even in my hand, for in that I cut off the skirt of thy robe and did not kill thee, know thou and see that there is neither evil nor transgression in my hand, and I have not sinned against thee; yet thou doest hunt my life to take it.
Mire, padre mío, mire la orilla de su manto en mi mano. Puesto que corté la orilla de su manto y no lo maté, reconozca y vea que no hay maldad ni rebelión en mis manos y que no he pecado contra usted, a pesar de que usted acecha mi vida para quitármela.
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