Chapter 9: The Uncorrupted Presence
He replied, “Rabbi, how can I know
on what rung I shall be when I find the purse,
or whether I shall succeed in fending off the evil urge?
Perhaps it will get the better of me
and I shall appropriate what belongs to another.
But perhaps God, blessed be he,
will help me fight it, and in that case
I shall return whatever I have found to its rightful owner.”
“Those are good words,” cried the zaddik.
“You are a true sage.”
Enough for today.