Naomi : $b or the last days of JerusalemWebb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
History
Naomi : $b or the last days of Jerusalem
Webb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Siege, 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Sieges -- Fiction
We are told that the plain on which it was erected, and which
occupied the whole summit of the hill, had been greatly enlarged
since the time of Solomon, and now consisted of a square of a furlong
on each side. The steep sides of the rock were faced with stones of
an enormous size, some of them being seventy feet long; and we may
suppose that it was to these huge blocks so wonderfully placed, and
so accurately fitted together, that the disciples called the
attention of their Master, when, as they stood over against the
temple, they exclaimed in pride and admiration, "Behold what manner
of stones and what buildings are here!" The awful denunciation which
he then uttered--"There shall not be left here one stone upon another
that shall not be thrown down"--was now rapidly approaching to its
fulfilment, and the hard-hearted and deluded inhabitants of that
devoted city knew it not, nor sought to avert the impending judgment
by humiliation and prayer. Doubtless had they even then returned,
and sought the Lord, and humbled themselves, like Nineveh in her day
of threatened destruction, they might, like Nineveh, have been heard
and pardoned, and saved. But the pride and impenitence of the Jews
were unexampled, and awful was to be their punishment. They would
not be gathered under the wings of their merciful and forgiving
Saviour, and lo! their "city was left unto them desolate." The
"eagles" were even now "gathering together" to devour them, and they
were feasting and rejoicing, and insulting their Maker and Governor,
by offering to Him sacrifices while their hands were stained with
blood, and uttering praises to His name while their hearts were full
of cursing, and deceit, and lies. Amidst the general corruption,
there were yet, however, a few faithful sons of Abraham remaining,
though not enough to save the city; and Zadok was of this number. He
stood by the altar, to receive from the hands of the people the
baskets which contained their offerings, and to hear the declaration
and confession which were appointed to be uttered on this
occasion;[1] and no covetous or unholy thoughts crossed his breast.
He was absorbed in the feelings of gratitude, and hope, and adoration
which the ceremony was so well calculated to excite; and his
dignified form and noble countenance well became the splendid robes
in which as an officiating priest he was attired. Salome looked upon
him with love and veneration; and the proud heart of his daughter
swelled with a pardonable emotion, as with her young companions she
passed before him, and met the affectionate eye of her father. Naomi
loved both her parents most ardently; but she looked up to Zadok as
to a being of superior nature, whose will to her was law, and whose
slightest word could control all her wild thoughts and wayward
fancies. "Ah," said she to her mother as she returned to her side
beneath the pillared cloisters, when she had completed the circuit of
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