The Infancy Gospel of Thomas When the teacher, Zaccheus, heard so many such allegories of the first letter spoken by the child, he was puzzled about such expoundings and his teaching. He said to those present, Woe is me, I am wretched and puzzled. I have shamed myself trying to handle this child. I beg you, brother Joseph, take him away. I cannot bear the severity of his glance. I cannot understand his speech at all,. This Child is not earthborn, he is able to tame even fire. Perhaps he was begotten before the worlds creation. What belly bore him, what womb nurtured him, I do not know. Woe is me, friend, he completely confuses me. I cannot follow his understanding. I have fooled myself, I am thrice wretched. I worked anxiously to have a disciple, and I found myself with a teacher. I consider my shame, friends. I am an old man and have been conquered by a child, for at this hour I cannot look into his gaze. When they all say that I have been conquered by a little child, what can I say?
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