3 Tobias left to find some poor person among our relatives. When he returned, he said, "Father?"I answered, "I’m here, my son."He exclaimed, "Father, one of our people has been murdered and tossed into the marketplace; his strangled body is just lying there."
4 I got up and left the meal before tasting it. I removed the body from the street and placed it in one of the smaller houses until sunset when I would bury it.
5 Then, when I returned, I washed myself and ate my food in sadness.
6 I remembered the word that Amos the prophet pronounced against Bethel: Your festivals will be transformed into sadness and all your songs into sorrowful wailing. And I wept.
7 After sunset I went out, dug a hole, and buried him.
8 My neighbors made fun of me, saying, "Is he no longer afraid that he will be killed for doing this kind of thing? He ran away, but now look: he is burying the dead again!"
9 That night I washed myself and went into my courtyard and fell asleep alongside the courtyard wall, with my face uncovered because of the heat.