Apocalypse of Abraham

1 And while I was still walking on the road, my heart was disturbed and my mind was distracted. And I said in my heart, 3:2 “What is the profit of the labor which my father is doing? 3:3 Is not he rather a god of his gods, since by his sculpting, carving and skill they come into being? 3:4 It would be more fitting for them to worship my father, since they are his work. What gain is there for my father in his own works? 3:5 Behold, Mar-Umath fell and was unable to get up again in his own temple, nor could I lift him on my own, until my father came and we both lifted him. 3:6 And as we were unable, his head fell off of him. And he placed it on another stone of another god, which he had made without a head. 3:7 And [likewise were] the other five gods which were smashed down from the ass, which were able neither to save themselves nor to hurt the ass for it smashed them, nor did their shards come up from the river.” 3:8 And I said to myself, “If it is thus, how then can my father’s god, Mar-Umath, having a head of one stone and [the rest] being made of another stone, save a man, or hear a man’s prayer and reward him?”