The Prophet leads the idolater back to the true God, reminds the
perjurer of his oath, recalls charity to the oppressor, purity to the
corrupt, mercy to the fierce, justice to kings, obedience to rebels,
punishment to sinners, humbleness to the proud. He goes before the king
and reproaches him, he goes down among the dregs of the people and
scourges them: he greets priests with blame; presents himself to the
rich and brings them to confusion. He announces consolation to the poor,
recompense to the afflicted, health to the sick, liberation to enslaved
peoples, the coming of the conqueror to the humiliated nation.
He is not a king, nor a prince, nor a priest, nor a scribe: he is only a
man, a poor, unarmed man, without investitures and without followers. He
is a solitary voice, a lamenting voice grieving, a puissant voice
howling and calling down shame, a voice which calls to repentance and
promises eternity.
The Prophet is not a philosopher; it matters little to him whether the
world be made of water or of fire, if water and fire cannot purify men’s
souls.
He is a poet, but without will or consciousness that he is, when the
fullness of his indignation and the splendor of his vision create
powerful images which rhetoricians never could invent. He is not a
priest, for he has never been anointed in the temple by the mercenary
guardians of the Book; he is not a King, for he does not command armed
men, and as sword has only the Word which comes from on high; he is not
a soldier, but he is ready to die for his God and his people.
The prophet is a voice speaking in the name of God; a hand writing at
God’s dictation; he is a messenger sent by God to warn those wandering
from the right path, who have forgotten the Covenant. He is the
secretary, the interpreter, and the delegate of God, and thus superior
to the King who does not obey God, superior to the priest who does not
understand God, to the people who have deserted God to run after idols
of wood and stone!
The Prophet is the man who sees with a troubled heart but with clear
eyes the evil which reigns to-day, the punishment which will come
to-morrow, and the kingdom of happiness which will follow punishment and
repentance.
He speaks in the name of the mute, he is a hand for him who cannot
write, a defender for the people scattered and oppressed, an advocate
for the poor, an avenger for the humble who cry out under the heel of
the powerful. He is not on the side of those who tyrannize, but of those
who are trodden under foot. He does not seek out the satiated and the
greedy, but the hungry and the wretched.
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