9 for many days. He never got over the shock, and just before he died,
10 he called together his trusted friends and said:I can't close my eyes at night. I'm sick from worry
11 and keep saying to myself, “How did you ever get into such a mess? Why are you up to your neck in troubles? After all, you're a kind ruler, and everyone likes you.”
12 My friends, I can't forget about the crimes I committed in Jerusalem. I robbed the city of its silver and gold, and I sent soldiers to murder the innocent people of Judea.
13 These crimes are the reason I'm dying of sorrow here in a foreign land.
14-15 Antiochus told his friend Philip to come near his bed. He put Philip in command of the whole kingdom and gave him his crown, his robe, and his ring. Then he said, “Raise my son, so that he will be ready to rule the kingdom.”
16 Antiochus died in the year 149 of the Syrian Kingdom.