After he had buried him, he said to his sons, “When I die, bury me in the grave where the man of God is buried. Lay my bones beside his.
Do not take me away with sinners, nor my life with the men of blood,
Meanwhile I saw the wicked buried. They would come and go from the holy place. But those were forgotten in the city who had acted justly. This also is vanity.
Who has ever counted the dust of Jacob, who numbered Israel’s dust-cloud? May I die the death of the just, may my end be like theirs!
Where you die I will die, and there be buried. May the Lord do thus to me, and more, if even death separates me from you!”