Abbot Sisois, sitting in his cell, would ever have his door closed. But it was told of him how in the day of his sleeping, when the Fathers were sitting round him, his face shone like the sun, and he said to them, “Look, the abbot Antony comes.” And after a little while, he said again to them, “Look, the company of the prophets comes.” And again his face shone brighter, and he said, “Look, the company of the apostles comes.” And his face shone with a double glory and he seemed as though he spoke with others. The old men, observing how his face shone, entreated him, saying, “With whom are you speaking, Father?” And he said to them, “Behold, the angels came to take me, and I asked that I might be left a little while to repent.” His companions said to him, “You have no need of repentance, Father.” But he said to them, “Truely, I do not know if I have clutched at the very beginning of repentance.” And they all knew that he was made prefect. Suddenly Abbot Sisois face was as the sun, and they all were all afraid. But he said to them, “Look, behold the Lord comes, saying, ‘Bring me my chosen from the desert.'” And straightway he gave up the ghost. And there came as it might be lightning, and all the place was filled with sweetness.
