1 Now it happened that, in the month of Nisan, in the twentieth year of king Artaxerxes, wine was before him; and I lifted up the wine, and I gave it to the king. And I was like someone languishing before his face.
2 And the king said to me: 'Why is your expression sad, though you do not appear to be sick? This is not without cause, but some evil, I know not what, is in your heart.' And I was struck with an exceedingly great fear.
3 And I said to the king: 'O king, live forever. Why should my expression not be mournful, since the city of the house of the sepulchers of my father is desolate, and its gates have been burned with fire?'
4 And the king said to me: 'What would you request?' And I prayed to the God of heaven.
5 And I said to the king: 'If it seems good to the king, and if your servant is pleasing before your face: that you would send me into Judea, to the city of the sepulcher of my father. And I will rebuild it.'
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