⁵⁹ ταδε λεγει κυριος και ποιησω εν σοι καθως εποιησας ως ητιμωσας ταυτα του παραβηναι την διαθηκην μου

¹² πως δυνησομαι μονος φερειν τον κοπον υμων και την υποστασιν υμων και τας αντιλογιας υμων

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.