Naomi : $b or the last days of JerusalemWebb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
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Naomi : $b or the last days of Jerusalem
Webb, J. B., Mrs. (Annie)
Historical fiction; Jerusalem -- History -- Siege, 70 A.D. -- Fiction; Sieges -- Fiction
"O Javan!" replied the prisoner, "I will say to you, are you still
thus hardened against the truth, and determined to despise the
salvation of the Lord? The drowning man, who has grasped a powerful
arm to save him from destruction, does not wantonly abandon his hope;
and I have found an Almighty arm, to which I cling for salvation from
my sins, and from their eternal punishment. Shall I idly loose my
hold, and fall back into the billows and deep waters out of which I
have been rescued? No, Javan, no! heaven is before me and I will not
look back. The final step is fearful to flesh and blood; but His rod
and His staff shall comfort me. All the favour that I now crave at
your hands is, that I may be disturbed no more by questions or
arguments, but left alone with my God and Saviour, until ye come to
liberate my soul, and send it forth to meet Him in a purer state.
From my heart I forgive you all; and my farewell to you is a prayer,
that when you come to face death as nearly as I now do, you may have
found the same all-powerful and all-merciful Guide who now leads me
on, and gives me strength and victory."
A murmur ran round the court, and some voices were heard expressing
pity and admiration for the young and ardent prisoner. Zadok boldly
pleaded for his release, and Isaac leaned strongly to the side of
mercy; but they could urge nothing to change the stern decree of the
council, that every convicted follower of Jesus should be put to
death. The very eloquence and bold confession of Theophilus only
spoke his own condemnation, and proved how dangerous and zealous a
disciple of the Nazarene they had it in their power to destroy.
A division took place, and loud and angry words were heard, while
Theophilus looked calmly on, for he saw that his fate was decided.
Suddenly the doors of the hall were thrown open with violence, and
Amaziah appeared at the head of a numerous and well-armed band: he
looked eagerly round the apartment, and instantly broke through every
obstacle, and springing to the spot where his beloved son was
standing, caught him in his arms, crying, "I will save you or die, my
son!"
The tumult became general, for Isaac, without openly joining the
party of Amaziah, used every effort to increase the confusion, and
give him a better chance of success. Zadok forgot his priestly
character, and all his former prejudices against the Nazarenes, in
the hope of rescuing his nephew; and he with his arm and his voice
encouraged those who surrounded and defended him. It was a moment of
intense feeling for Theophilus; all the ties of nature and affection
resumed their hold on his heart, and hope once more revived that life
and liberty might be granted.
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