The Lives of the Saints, Volume 02 (of 16): FebruaryBaring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
Religion
The Lives of the Saints, Volume 02 (of 16): February
Baring-Gould, S. (Sabine)
Christian saints
There dwelt in Antioch, a priest called Sapricius, and a layman, named
Nicephorus, who had been linked together for many years by the
strictest friendship. But the enemy of mankind, sowing between them
the seeds of discord, their friendship was succeeded by the most
implacable hatred, and they no longer accosted each other when they
met in the streets. Thus it continued for a considerable time. At
length, Nicephorus, entering into himself, and reflecting on the
grievousness of the sin of hatred, resolved on seeking a
reconciliation. He accordingly deputed some friends to go to Sapricius
to beg his pardon, promising him all reasonable satisfaction for the
injury done him. But the priest refused his forgiveness. Nicephorus
sent other friends to him on the same errand, but though they pressed
and entreated him to be reconciled, Sapricius remained inflexible.
Nicephorus sent a third time, but to no purpose; Sapricius having shut
his ears not to men only, but to Christ Himself, who commands us to
forgive, as we ourselves hope to be forgiven. Nicephorus, finding him
deaf to the remonstrances of their common friends, went in person to
his house, and casting himself at his feet, owned his fault, and
begged pardon for Christ's sake; but this also was in vain.
Persecution suddenly began to rage under Valerian and Gallienus, about
A.D. 258. Sapricius was apprehended and brought before the governor,
who asked him his name. "It is Sapricius," answered he. The governor:
"Of what profession are you?" Sapricius: "I am a Christian." The
Governor: "Are you of the clergy?" Sapricius: "I have the honour to be
a priest. We Christians acknowledge one Lord and Master Jesus Christ,
who is God; the only and true God, who created heaven and earth. As
for the gods of the heathen they are but devils." The president,
exasperated at his answers, gave orders for him to be put into an
engine, like a screw press. The excessive pain of this torture did not
shake Sapricius's constancy, and he said to the judges, "My body is in
your power, but my soul you cannot touch; only my Saviour Jesus Christ
is master of that." The governor seeing him so resolute, pronounced
this sentence: "Sapricius, priest of the Christians, who is
ridiculously persuaded that he shall rise again, shall be delivered
over to the executioner of public justice to have his head severed
from his body, because he has disregarded the edict of the emperors."
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