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You'll find the Kingdom.
You came from there.
You'll return there.
Tell them:
"We've come from the light,
From where the light came into being
By its own volition,
From where it stood,
Where it was made manifest,
Through their image."
If they ask you: "Who are you?"
Tell them:
"We're the children—and the chosen—of the Living Father.
" If they ask you: "What is the sign of your Father in you?"
Tell them:
"It's a motion—and a rest."
"When will the dead find rest?"
"When will the new world come?"
Jesus answered:
What you're waiting for has already happened,
But you don't realize it.
"Twenty-four prophets spoke in Israel,
And they all spoke about you."
Jesus said:
You've neglected the one that's alive right in front of you,
And spoken only about the dead.
"Does circumcision do us any good or not?"
And he answered:
If it did you any good, your Father would bring you out your mother already circumcised.
His enemy came at night, and mixed weeds with them.
Now the man didn't let his servants pull up the weeds.
He told them: "Perhaps you'll go to pull up the weeds,
And pull up the wheat with it.
At harvest time the weeds will be easy to see,
Then we can pull them up and burn them!"
That person's found Life.
While you're alive,
So when you die,
And look for Him
You'll be able to see Him.
And he asked his followers: "Why is he carrying that lamb?"
And they answered: "So he can kill it and eat it."
Jesus said: "As long as it's alive he won't eat it,
But if he kills it and it becomes a corpse..."
"Otherwise, he won't be able to eat it," said his followers.
And Jesus said:
You too, look inside of yourselves for a place to rest,
Don't become corpses and get eaten.
One will die, the other will live.
Salomé said to Jesus: "Who are you, Rabbi? —Who's your father?
The way you lie on my couch and eat from my table."
Jesus answered:
I'm the one who comes from the One.
I've been given some of the things of my Father.
And Salomé said: "I'm your disciple."
Jesus answered:
That's why I say:
Anyone who's whole,
Will be filled with light,
Anyone who's divided,
Will be filled with darkness.
Don't let your left hand know what your right hand is doing.
"I'll use my money to sow and reap and plant,
To fill my barns with food, so I'll never need anything."
That's what he thought, but that night he died.
Whoever has ears to hear with—listen!
He sent his servant to call the guests.
The servant came to the first guest, and said: "My master calls you."
And the guest answered: "I'm owed money by some merchants.
They're coming over this evening and I have to go and give them directions.
I must ask to be excused."
The servant went to another guest, and said: "My master calls you."
And the guest answered: "I've bought a house and I've been called away for the day.
I won't have time."
The servant went to another guest, and said: "My master calls you."
And the guest answered: "My friend's getting married. I have to host the reception.
I won't be able to come. I must ask to be excused."
The servant went to another guest, and said: "My master calls you."
And the guest answered: "I've bought a village. I have to go and collect the rent.
I won't be able to come. I must ask to be excused."
The servant came back, and told his master:
"The ones you called to dinner have asked to be excused."
And the master told him:
"Go out on the street. —Bring whoever you find to dinner."
The buyers and the merchants won't get into my Father's Kingdom.
He rented it to some farmers so they could work it,
And he could collect rent from them.
He sent his servant, so the farmers could give him the rent,
But they grabbed the servant, beat him, and all but killed him.
The servant returned and told his master what happened.
The master said: "Perhaps they didn't recognize him."
So he sent another servant, but the farmers beat him as well.
Finally the master sent his son, saying: "Perhaps they'll respect my son."
But the farmers knew that he was the heir to the vineyard,
So they grabbed him, and killed him.
Whoever has ears to hear with—listen!
— It's become the cornerstone.
But don't know themselves,
— Know nothing.
No one will find rest in the place where they persecuted you.
In their hearts, they've truly known the Father.
Blessed are those who hunger
So they can fill the belly of someone in need.
What you let out will save you.
If you don't let out what's inside you,
What you don't let out will destroy you.
— And no one will be able to rebuild it.
Tell them to divide our inheritance with me."
But Jesus said to him:
"Who made me a divider?"
He turned to his followers and said:
"I'm not a divider, am I?"
So ask the foreman to send workers to the field.
—But there's nothing in the well.
But the ones who are whole will enter the bridal chamber.
This merchant was wise; he sold the goods, and bought the pearl.
You too, should look for that treasure,
That doesn't perish,
That no moth eats,
That no worm destroys.
If it's painted with balsam—it's worth no more.
It's always worth the same amount.
Likewise, children of God, wherever you are,
You're still valuable to the Father.
You hide it in something worthless.
So it is with the soul.
It's the most valuable thing,
But it's hidden in a worthless body.
And I am everything.
Everything comes from me,
And everything's come to me.
To see a man dressed in fine clothes, like your kings and your leaders?
Yes, they're dressed in fine clothes, but they can't understand the truth!
"Blessed is the womb that bore you, And the breasts that fed you."
And he told her:
Blessed are those who've heard the word of the Father and truly kept it.
Because there'll be days when you'll say:
"Blessed are the wombs that never conceived, The breasts that never gave milk."
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Has only known a corpse,
Whoever's recognized that corpse,
The world doesn't deserve them.
Whoever's found the world, and become rich,
—Let them renounce the world!
Whoever's become rich, and become King,
—Let them renounce the world!
Whoever's become King, and has power,
—Let them renounce the world!
The light that's the manifestation of the Father's light—is hidden.
It will be revealed,
But the form hides the light.
But when you see your true forms,
That came into being before 'you,'
That never die, yet are never seen,
How much will you be able to stand?
From great power,
From great wealth.
Yet he was not worthy of you.
If he'd been worthy,
He'd never have tasted death.
Birds have theirs nest,
But a human being has no place
To lay their head and rest.
Wretched is the soul that depends on either of them.
They'll give you what belongs to you.
In return, give them what you have, and ask yourselves:
"When will they come and take what's theirs?
Don't you understand?
The one who made the outside,
Made the inside too.
My yoke's easy,
My burden's light,
You'll find rest.