Volume 2

A Joyous Scene 353
and wrote all kinds of signs in the sand with His finger.
They watched Him attentively and, at every mark He
made, pointed around them to this or that object. It was
in this way that He made them understand something
about God. I know not whether He formed letters or
figures, or whether the mutes had ever before been instructed
in that way. After that Jesus put His finger into
their ears and touched them under the tongue with His
thumb and forefinger. They shuddered as if a shock
thrilled through their whole being, they gazed around,
they heard, they wept, they stammered, they talked, they
cast themselves down at Jesus' feet, and broke forth into
a most touching, monotonous chant of a few words. It
sounded almost like that sweet singing I heard in the
caravan of the holy Three Kings.
Then Jesus turned to the blind men who were standing
still in a row. He prayed and laid His two thumbs on
their eyes. They opened their eyes, fixed them upon their
Saviour and Redeemer, and mingled their songs of praise
with those of the once deaf and dumb, but who could
now extol His goodness and listen to His words. Oh,
what a charming, what a joyous scene! No words can describe
it! The whole city crowded in joy and jubilation to
hail Jesus as He came forth from the court surrounded by
the miraculously cured, whom He had ordered to bathe.
After that, Jesus, with the disciples and Levites, traversed
the city to the pulpit of Elias. The excitement
throughout the city was great. At the news of the miracles
just wrought, several possessed had been set at large.
On a corner of one of the streets some women, poor
simpletons, ran after Jesus, chattering and repeating the
words: "Jesus of Nazareth! Prophet! Thou art a Prophet!
Thou art Jesus! Thou art the Christ! The Prophet!" They
were harmless fools. Jesus comnlanded them to be silent,
and they became quiet. He laid His hand on their heads,
and they fell on their knees in tears. Silent and confused,