closed, have I sought to know whether a spirit from on high was shut in among us. Often, when I have heard the footsteps of the guard, or their cry of ‘All is peace,’ in the night watches, I have listened for an answering voice from the depths of the sanctuary. When I have asked, ‘Is it light towards Hebron?’ I have watched for a heavenly messenger descending on the roof of the temple with the first beam of the morning. My dreams are often of the Holiest place, which mine eye hath not seen, and where my foot may never enter; and there hath my spirit beheld one descending from above in the glory of Jehovah, and issuing from the portal even as the morning sun from behind his curtain of clouds in the east. But of this man, no one knoweth when first he entered the temple. The Messiah cometh not thus.”
“Yet the day of the Lord is surely at hand,”
“I verily believe it; and though mine eyes wax dim, I yet trust to see the light which cometh to them that sit in darkness.”
“At least, draw nigh with me and hearken
