DOTLAN EveMaps

O Simon Magus! O rapacious followers,
you who should be wedded to righteousness
and instead prostitute the things of God

for gold and silver, now for you
it is necessary that the trumpet sound,
since you are in the third ditch.

From the mouth of each a sinner's feet protruded
and his legs up to the calf,
and the rest remained within.

The soles of the feet of all were on fire,
and their legs above the joints writhed so sharply
that they would have broken withes or ropes.

You have made a god of gold and silver,
and how do you differ from the idolater,
except that he worships one thing of gold, and you a
hundred?