“Hast thou any token?”
“I do not know: I murmured as the people sang these words: ‘I know that my Redeemer liveth;’ as I murmured that, every thing, got brighter, and I felt no more under the yoke and load!”
“He is thy Vindicator. ’Tis well.”
Then tears coursed down the old man’s face.
And so the girl that fled out of her home, away from the phantom of Rizpah of the ancients, away from her mother; a pilgrim; all wants, all yearnings, in a few brief hours, had found a city of refuge, an everlasting hope and was in soul serenely resting.
By Mengelburg.
JESUS AT THE AGE OF TWELVE WITH MARY AND JOSEPH ON THEIR WAY TO JERUSALEM.