Nisibis 60

The son of his voice, or the wonder that happened to the Evil One from the silence of my brothers. The sin was revealed and the taste was extinguished. The crooked one: praise to the One alone who conquered the Evil One. And to Him, when to Him also is the confession that He shamed death. Again the Evil One, where is his laughter and where is his joy, and where is his dancing and his capture? His glee is revealed and his wickedness is hidden, because instead of his laughter, that despicable one is in bitter weeping. His hair tore the cheek of Jesus to deny Him. There is no standing in her from my teaching, nor does she remain in her from my instruction. She went out and cast away all that I taught her. She denied also in and in her request, and as if she did not see me from anywhere, she turned her counsel to her image from her thought. The leaven of Jesus the living flew in her, of Jesus the peace, and she, being shameless, embraced, entered, while she was not called. Her error to the love of that one of the foolish ones, and at the edge of the eye, between me and her, she took and placed death. For instead of laughter, weeping was sweet to her, and instead of adornment, rain of tears, and instead of necklace, a gloomy vision. To Zakkai she made the head of the mourners; for this she made the head of the pollutions. On both sides she broke Jesus. If it is the one who conquered, he learned from her; and if it is the one of this, she was heard by him. They have ceased now from your foolishness. Now, O scoffers, be for scorn and for mockery; your scoffing and your laughter-makers.

He renewed the eyes that had not been examined, the deceivers looked. Yeshua opened the eyes that they might see what had been done, they looked. The herald chose for himself Yeshua, the silent one chose for herself. This heraldry of the world is full of her. Behold, the Chaldeans with the magi, and behold, the victors with the knowers, the confounded and the priests with all evil. The priests, you have eaten, you have risen, now go, magi. They were laborers, they bound his books, also the Chaldean. The Hebrews learned from him that in all the signs they were not subdued by the peoples who do not hear him. The heretics began to establish, he loosed the lineage. He was not divided among them, now he rebuked every man. That in all the ways I worshipped, I was the shorn one of the many. From the honor of every man, he flees from the evils. The flesh of the chosen one becomes known, and for the cross the deceivers become engravings, they send forth beneath their mules. For the silence the whole work becomes, and for the mockery all that they seek becomes sin, and for the voice all that they teach becomes sin.

The hidden mysteries that you taught, the heavy ones looked. The prepared ones looked to spread over the bricks. In the Egyptians, you were stronger, much more than all the peoples, until this one, even the idols and Thomas worshipped. Behold, the axe cuts, lest where error abounds, the truth of Thomas succeeds, more than Yeshua's kingdom. And when he was a child, he fled and brought down the wonder of Egypt. Even his form embraced the wicked, the crooked one loved. The blood of the Rahbutha came down, giving to her as from a source. Truth gave what was hidden, and also took from her. Pharaoh could not stand firm, for he was not a deliverer, who deceived in him, nor a servant who lied in him. Moses was striking to subdue the Egyptians, and a rose to the people. To subdue the Hebrews, Yeshua swallowed and struck all. This harsh one, not with a short sword, with what did he see? Upon the rebels, he is tormented, and the others learned. The spittle of his mouth equaled, took away the shame of Adam. With the blows of his jaws, he uprooted the anger from his disciples. With the thorns he received, he was striking for me, rejoicing in his crucifixion. And I did not know that I was crucified in his crucifixion.