NEUOFFENBARUNGBJ.01_Brief_2,01 Abgarus, a poor prince of Edessa, sends greetings to Jesus, the good Saviour who has appeared in the country around Jerusalem. All honour be to God.
BJ.01_Brief_2,02 O Jesus, good Saviour! My eldest son, the heir to the throne, who looked forward with me so eagerly to your coming to my city, has fallen mortally ill. A fierce fever has seized him and threatens to kill him at any moment. My messenger assured me that you heal such patients from afar, without medicine, by your word and will alone. O Jesus, good Saviour, true Son of the Most High God, as you surely are, let my son also recover by your mighty word and will. He loves you so dearly that he would even die for you.
BJ.01_Brief_2,03 O Jesus, good Saviour! I too am ill, but this time do not put me off until after the ascension you announced to me. Help, help, help my son at once!
BJ.01_Brief_2,04 Written in my city of Edessa and sent by the same faithful messenger.