Came answer fast. “I only know the good That He had wrought. Behold my eyes that see! Once they were dark. He passed me by one day And loud I cried: ‘O Son of David, mercy show That I may see.’ He touched me and I saw.” Another silent man near Fidus stood, To him he spoke, “And friend, what knowest thou?” “I know that now I live though I was dead; For I had gone into the ending tomb All spiced for rest and bound with linen bands; And He did come, and He did call me forth. I heard His voice that sounded far away, As if I stood within a valley deep, And some one, from the mountain crest, Kept calling me. Then clearer was the Voice; As if on wings, I soared aloft to Him, Who had the Power to bid me come or stay. Again my heart did beat and vital blood Surged through my wid’ning veins. I lived again.” Then Fidus quick recalled a wondrous thing: He saw the Boy in Joseph’s little shop, A sick lamb refuged in His tender arms. He gently stroked the lamb and then the pain Was gone from out its piteous pleading eyes. And, lo, the man felt hot tears on his cheeks. The Cross was raised, and faint the outline stood ’Twixt Fidus and the lurid, murky sky That threatened from afar a terror dark. Then swift it came, for all of darkness dread That air could hold, fell down upon the earth. The stumbling crowd in panic slunk away; But Fidus groped through darkness to the Cross.