NEUOFFENBARUNGAbgarus wrote this letter seven weeks after the third.
BJ.01_Brief_4,01 Abgarus, a little prince of Edessa, sends greetings to Jesus, the good Saviour who has appeared in the country around Jerusalem and is now pursued from one end to the other by the foolish, blind Jews who do not recognise the holy primordial light, the sun of the sun in their midst.
BJ.01_Brief_4,02 O Jesus, my good Saviour! What you foretold to me in your second letter, O Lord, has now indeed happened to my dear son. He died a few days ago. On his deathbed, with many tears in his eyes, he begged me earnestly to express to you in this letter his deepest thanks that you graciously let him depart quite without pain and without fear of bodily death.
BJ.01_Brief_4,03 He pressed your portrait to his heart perhaps a thousand times, and his last words were, “O Jesus, my good Father! O Jesus, eternal Love, you alone are true life from eternity! You who now walk as a son of man among those whom your almighty power called into existence and gave form and life, you alone, yes, you are my love for ever! I live, I live, I live through you, in you, for ever!”
BJ.01_Brief_4,04 After these words my dear son passed away. You will surely know, O Lord, that this was the earthly end of my son and that my whole household and I wept much for him. Still, I write this to you as one person writes to another, because my dying son so earnestly wished it before his earthly end.
BJ.01_Brief_4,05 O Lord, forgive me, a poor sinner before you, if I burden you with a fourth letter and perhaps disturb you in your most holy and important work.
BJ.01_Brief_4,06 Finally, I dare to add one request to this letter. Please do not withhold your comfort from me. A great sorrow for my son has come over me, and I cannot shake it off however resolutely and sincerely I try. So I ask you, good Saviour, best Father from eternity, to free me from this great pain. Yet may your holy will be done, not mine.