Jacques Sar— Silence!
Father Benedict— Let there be
No shouting or any noise. Let us go
Quietly as befits the Sabbath day.
The vales blow white. Yonder the mountains stand
Like quiet altars waiting sacrifice.
You, with the holy banner of God, stand here.
Now if there be among you one who hath
Guilt, looking upon this storm let him step
Out, lay his spear down and stay here and not
Tempt the wrath of God. For soon upon the heights
The heavens shall blacken and there shall be a loud
Burst of His power and the shining glory of God.
I pause a moment. Let that man step out
Now. (A pause.)
Then you have naught to fear. The innocent
Are safe. God's shield is over them. Come.
Jacques Sar—The signal, Father.
Father Benedict— The signal shall be this:
Jacques Sar—Attention, men!
Father Benedict— I shall uplift the Christ.
(He raises the crucifix.)
And God, burning the clouds to ashes, will throw
Lightning upon Antichrist. Then you
Charge. (A roll of thunder.)
The trumpets of the heavenly host.
Jacques Sar— Now, men!
Up with your spears.
Father Benedict— There shall be wonders done.