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But humanity awaits him with the same faith and with the same love.Oh, with greater faith, for it is fifteen centuries since man has ceased to see signs from heaven.The tears of humanity rose up to Him as before, awaited His coming, loved Him, hoped for Him, yearned to suffer and die for Him as before.And so many ages mankind had prayed with faith and fervour, 'O Lord our God, hasten Thy coming'; so many ages called upon Him, that in His infinite mercy He deigned to come down to His servants.An old man in the crowd, blind from childhood, cries out, 'O Lord, heal me and I shall see Thee!' and, as it were, scales fall from his eyes and the blind man sees Him. ' He stops at the steps of the Seville cathedral at the moment when the weeping mourners are bringing in a little open white coffin.'A huge star like to a torch' (that is, to a church) 'fell on the sources of the waters and they became bitter.' These heretics began blasphemously denying miracles.
And just then there appeared in the north of Germany a terrible new heresy.The crowd weeps and kisses the earth under His feet. In it lies a child of seven, the only daughter of a prominent citizen. 'He will raise your child,' the crowd shouts to the weeping mother. The procession halts, the coffin is laid on the steps at His feet.Children throw flowers before Him, sing, and cry hosannah. The priest, coming to meet the coffin, looks perplexed, and frowns, but the mother of the dead child throws herself at His feet with a wail. He looks with compassion, and His lips once more softly pronounce, 'Maiden, arise! The little girl sits up in the coffin and looks round, smiling with wide-open wondering eyes, holding a bunch of white roses they had put in her hand.Her conversation with God is immensely interesting.She beseeches Him, she will not desist, and when God points to the hands and feet of her Son, nailed to the Cross, and asks, 'How can I forgive His tormentors?
Not to speak of Dante, in France, clerks, as well as the monks in the monasteries, used to give regular performances in which the Madonna, the saints, the angels, Christ, and God Himself were brought on the stage. In Victor Hugo's Notre Dame de Paris an edifying and gratuitous spectacle was provided for the people in the Hotel de Ville of Paris in the reign of Louis XI in honour of the birth of the dauphin.