²¹ και ειπεν μωυσης τω ααρων τι εποιησεν σοι ο λαος ουτος οτι επηγαγες επ' αυτους αμαρτιαν μεγαλην

²¹ I took your sin, the calf which you had made, and burnt it with fire, and stamped it, grinding it very small, until it was as fine as dust: and I cast its dust into the brook that descended out of the mountain.