“Lord have compassion upon us! Lord have mercy upon us!”
The devout Colonel, as if he expected that God would show him some signal mark of his favour, in more emphatic tone chanted the verse—
“I will deliver him because he hath known My name; I will protect him because he hath loved Me.”
And as if in reality the Divine interpretation had been granted, the messenger at that moment appeared entering the Piazza!
The man had seen Morelos, and brought back the glad news that the insurgent general would instantly place his army en route for the relief of Huajapam.
Trujano, raising his eyes to heaven, cried out—
“Bless the Lord! oh, bless the Lord, all ye who are His servants!”
He then proceeded to distribute the supper rations—giving them out with his own hands—after which the torches were extinguished, and the besieged betook themselves to sleep, trusting in Him who never slumbers, and whose protection was to them as a shield and buckler.