1When he had said this, he went off and brought down the house upon my children and killed them. 2My fellow-countrymen, when they saw that what he said had really happened, turned on me suddenly and drove me out and started to lay their hands on everything in my house. 3I saw with my own eyes worthless and disreputable men sitting at my tables and on my couches. 4And I was unable to utter a word, for I was exhausted like a woman in labour, whose loins are weakened by the intensity of the pains. 5But I was especially mindful of what the Lord had foretold to me through his angel about the campaign there was to be against me, as well as the panegyrics that were to follow, about which he had spoken to me too. 6And I became like someone who wants to go into a city to 7see its wealth and inherit a part of its glory – like (someone with) a cargo on board a sea-going ship, who, when out in mid-ocean, sees the rising swell and adverse winds, and flings the cargo into the sea, saying, I am prepared to lose everything provided I can get into this city to inherit better things than chattels and ship. 8In this way I thought of my possessions as nothing when compared with that city the angel had spoken to me about.