For just as there is no “robbery” for those who truly have Jesus—as you accused me when I carried away your gods secretly—
and because I had your disgrace and shame tied to the doorposts of your house,
written on sheets of papyrus, after the jars containing your urine—as though it were wine—were smashed on the threshold of your house, at your doorway, and at the doors of people like you—
so, in the same way, there is no freedom for those who put their trust in Kronos—that is, you—and those who resemble you in unbelief and every impurity.