human
I am leaving the face of God and going back to the earth from whence I came; and I shall eat earth all my days, and till earth--an earth that will produce me nothing but thorn and briers now that it is deprived of its good and excellent tending. He goes on to liken himself to the prodigal son; and yet he finds himself worse than he, for he is going away without receiving the
gpt
and leaving behind everything he loves and cares for. Again, he seems to be one of that band of Jewish captives that hang up their harps on the willows and wept beside the rivers of Babylon.
human
I am going out from my Jerusalem, he says,