27 But bending toward him, laughing the cruel tyrant to scorn, she spoke thus in the language of her fathers: My son, have pity upon me that carried you nine months in my womb, and gave you suck three years, and nourished and brought you up to this age, and sustained you.
28 I beseech you, my child, to lift your eyes to the heaven and the earth, and to see all things that are therein, and thus to recognize that God made them not of things that were, and that the race of men in this wise comes into being.
29 Fear not this butcher, but, proving yourself worthy of your brethren, accept your death, that in the mercy of God I may receive you again with your brethren.
30 But before she had yet ended speaking, the young man said, Whom wait you⌃ for? I obey not the commandment of the king, but I hearken to the commandment of the law that was given to our fathers through Moses.
31 But you, that have devised all manner of evil against the Hebrews, shall in no wise escape the hands of God.
32 For we are suffering because of our own sins;
33 and if for rebuke and chastening our living Lord has been angered a little while, yet shall he again be reconciled with his own servants.