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The Pharisees Murmur<br />

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ing a look full of earnestness and love on the sufferers,<br />

cried out to them: HYour sins are forgiven you!" At this<br />

the poor men burst into tears, while the Pharisees, highly<br />

exasperated, growled out: HHow does He dare say so?<br />

How can He forgive sins!" Jesus said: HFollow Me down<br />

there, and see what I am going to do! Why are ye offended<br />

at My doing the will of My Father? If ye do not<br />

want salvation yourselves, yet should you not grudge it to<br />

the repentant! Ye are angry that I cure on the Sabbath?<br />

Does the hand of the Almighty rest on the Sabbath day<br />

fron1 doing good and punishing evil? Does He not feed<br />

the hungry, cure the sick, and shed around His blessings<br />

on the Sabbath? Can He not send sickness on the Sabbath?<br />

May He not let you die on the Sabbath? Be not<br />

vexed that the Son does the will and the works of His<br />

Father on the Sabbath!" When He reached the sick men,<br />

He ordered the Pharisees to stand in a row at some distance,<br />

saying: HStay here, for to ye these men are<br />

unclean, though to Me not, since their sins have been<br />

forgiven them! And now, tell Me. Is it harder to say to a<br />

contrite sinner, 'Thy sins are forgiven thee,' than to say<br />

to a sick man, 'Arise, and carry thy bed hence'? " The<br />

Pharisees had not a word to answer. Then Jesus<br />

approached the sick men, laid His hands on them one<br />

after the other, uttered a few words of prayer over them,<br />

raised them up by the hand, and commanded them to<br />

render thanks to God, to sin no more, and to carry away<br />

their beds. All four arose. The eight who had carried<br />

them and who were themselves half-sick, had become<br />

quite vigorous, and they helped the others to throw off<br />

the covers in wnich they were wrapped. These latter appeared<br />

to be only a little fatigued and embarrassed. Putting<br />

together the poles of their portable beds, they<br />

shouldered them, and all twelve went off through the<br />

wondering and exulting crowd joyfully entoning the song<br />

of thanksgiving: HPraised be the Lord God of Israel! He

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