Tarry thou till I come; or, Salathiel, the wandering Jew.Croly, George
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Tarry thou till I come; or, Salathiel, the wandering Jew.
Croly, George
Wandering Jew -- Fiction
“I have done nothing in presumption. I have prayed to the Source of light
that He would enlighten my understanding; I have, night and day, examined
the law and the prophets. Bear with my weakness, Salathiel, if it be
proved weakness. But if it be wisdom, knowledge, and truth, I implore you
by our love, nay, by the higher interests of your own soul, follow my
example.”
It was impossible to answer harshly to a remonstrance expressed with
the overflowing fondness of the heart: I could only remind her of the
unchangeable promises made to Judaism.
“But it is of those promises I speak,” urged she; “we have seen the day
that our father Abraham longed to see; that mighty Being, the Lord of
eternity, the express image of the glory of the Invisible, the hope of
the patriarch, the promise of the prophet, has come.”
I was alarmed.
“Yet Israel is divided and enslaved, torn by capricious tyranny, and
hurrying to the common ruin of doomed nations. Is this the triumphant
kingdom of prophecy?”
“Salathiel, I have doubted like you; but I have been at length convinced
out of the mouths of the prophets themselves. Have they not declared that
Israel should suffer before it triumphed, and suffer too for a period
that strikes the mind with terror? that the King of Israel should be
excluded from his kingdom—nay, take upon him the form of a servant—nay,
die, and die by a death of pain and shame the death of a slave and
criminal?”
“It is so written. But it is beyond our power to reconcile.”
“Pray then for the power, and it will be given to you. Ask for the spirit
of holy intelligence, and it will enlighten you. Pride is the crime of
our nation. Humility would take the veil from the eyes of our people.
Salathiel, my lord, the being treasured in my heart! read the Scriptures.
I have prayed for you. Read——”
“But how can the promise of the kingdom be denied? It is the theme
first, last, and without end of all the inspired masters of Israel. What
splendor and reality of history was ever more vivid and real than the
glorious promises of Isaiah?” I murmured.
[Sidenote: The Coming of the Messiah]
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