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145 just opens their eyes, and all the blindness goes. He heals sick people, and feeds hungry people, and He has even called the dead to life. A little maid, Tabitha, whom my cousin Hannah told me about, was dead, and He raised her up, bright and well, just by a touch and a word!” “Amazing!” A silence would fall on the company, till some one would venture another remark. “And what do the rulers say, and what does the High Priest think? Can this perhaps be the One we have long looked for, the Messiah?” But the bold speaker would be speedily frowned down. The people were not yet ready to receive their Messiah, the Deliverer, whom for ages they had been waiting to greet. Few and far between were those who dreamed that this gentle, kind, and loving Jesus might indeed be that Son of Man and the Son of God for whom they waited. Now and then a thoughtful person, ly-
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