CHAPTER XXII.

“Thou living wonder of Jehovah’s word!

Thou, that without a priest or sacrifice,

Ephod or temple, lone ’mid human kind,

Cleav’st to thy statutes with unswerving mind,

As though enthroned upon His mercy-seat,

The spreading of the cherubim between,

Jehovah yet were seen!

Hebrew, come forth! dread not the light of day,

Dread not the insulter’s cry;

The arch that rose o’er thy captivity

No more shall turn thee from thy destined way.”

SOTHEBY.

In the dear society of Lucia the hours of pain and languor glided gently

away. It was her beloved hand that wiped away the tears Adonijah shed

for the young Lucius, the sweet blossom that had entwined itself about

his desolate heart. It was her voice that soothed his remorse, her soft

eyes that told him she forgave his former perfidy. She mourned with him

over the calamities of his captive people, while her faith bade him look

beyond ages of bondage in anticipation of that glorious hour when the

Lord who scattered the tribes abroad shall gather them again.

In her face the Hebrew still traced the love that had formerly gilded

his chains, and made his bondage sweet. All indeed that a pious

Christian could feel for one of differing faith, Lucia felt for

Adonijah. He had first won her from idolatry and darkness to worship

Jehovah, and, though no human passion could beguile her heart from Him,

its tender affections were still placed upon the captive Jew. For his

conversion she prayed unceasingly, and every conversation she held with

him had the same noble object in view.

A deep sense of his own unworthiness, a sensibility to sin never

experienced before, was felt by the half-convinced Pharisee. He reviewed

his past life, and internally owned that he had come short of that

perfection demanded by a holy God.

He was ready to acknowledge Jesus as a prophet, as “a teacher sent from

God,” for had not his prophetic words respecting Jerusalem been

fulfilled in his own day? This was much for a Jew to acknowledge, but it

is and has been acknowledged by many who have died like their

forefathers, strangers to the salvation wrought by Christ.

“Search the Scriptures,” said our Lord to the Jews of His day, “for in

them ye think ye have eternal life, and they are they which testify of

me.” “Search thou the Scriptures, who art an heir of the promises made

to Abraham,” said Linus to the doubting Hebrew, “and thou wilt see that

we have not followed ‘cunningly devised fables.’”

Adonijah examined those sacred records daily and perseveringly, praying

the Lord Jehovah to enlighten his mind respecting Him whom the

Christians affirmed to be the Messiah of the Jews. He found every type

and shadow complete, every prophecy fulfilled in that wondrous Person

whom the Jews had rejected and slain. His heart was softened, nay, it

was pierced through with a view of his sins and his sinless Saviour’s

sufferings.

At first the Divinity of Jesus Christ was to him, as to the Jews of this

day, “a stumbling-block and rock of offence;” but the New Testament,

which declares Him “to be the Son of God with power,” only confirms the

previous testimony borne by the Old. The evidence of both is in perfect

and beautiful harmony with each other. Adonijah compared them together,

and found the chain complete, till like Thomas he said of Jesus, “My

Lord and my God.”

The life and doctrines of Jesus alone would declare his Divinity, even

if it had not been confirmed by miracles or foreshown by prophecy. Human

nature fallen and degenerate could never have produced fruits like

these. Compare his brightest saints with the Son of God, and they only

shine with beams reflected from his surpassing glory.

Deeply mourning over Him whom his sins had pierced, Adonijah found

pardon and peace with the Great Shepherd of Israel, at whose cross he

for ever laid down his pharisaic pride and self-idolatry, receiving the

Son of David not only as his Prophet, Priest, and King, but as his

atoning sacrifice, his righteousness, the Lord his God, the

long-promised Messiah of his people.

Julius Claudius, that brand plucked from the burning, was destined to

become a light in the Church, and to preach the faith he once laboured

to destroy. He intended to devote himself to the ministry of the word as

soon as he had been admitted into the Christian fold by baptism. He

wished to repair the wrongs of Adonijah by uniting him to his sister,

upon whom he bestowed an ample portion, but the residue of his fortune

he gave to the Church, for the support of the Christian community, that

still required from the wealthy those gifts which we find recorded in

the Acts of the Apostles. The dowry of Lucia Claudia was already

destined by her to aid the funds of the impoverished Jewish Church,

which then held the pre-eminence over every other, as having been

planted by the Lord himself.

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