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		<title>Greetje: New page: {{info}}Mount Horeb was an awesome place,&lt;br&gt;Where God refused to show his face&lt;br&gt;To Moses lest he die, but hid&lt;br&gt;Him in a mountain cave, and bid&lt;br&gt;Him live by watching from the back,&lt;b...</title>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;New page: {{info}}Mount Horeb was an awesome place,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Where God refused to show his face&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;To Moses lest he die, but hid&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Him in a mountain cave, and bid&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Him live by watching from the back,&amp;lt;b...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;New page&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;{{info}}Mount Horeb was an awesome place,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Where God refused to show his face&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;To Moses lest he die, but hid&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Him in a mountain cave, and bid&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Him live by watching from the back,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As through a bright and slender crack&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;In space, the glory of the Lord.&amp;amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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It was a place where lions roared,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And jackals howled, and eagles soared,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And snakes would banquet on the hoard&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of lizards under rocks that broke&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;In pieces when the tempest spoke.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;No fountain there, nor bread to eat&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;No wine, no oil, no holy meat,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But wind and fire and fasting in&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The sacred heights where clouds begin.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And each four-hundred years the Lord&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of hosts comes down to be adored. &lt;br /&gt;
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Two-hundred miles northeast there lay&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Beersheba where the travellers stay.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Another hundred miles northeast&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Jezreel, where Ahab makes his feast,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And learns from Jezebel that kings&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Can kill the righteous for the things&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;They want to have. &lt;br /&gt;
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This was the way&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Elijah ran. There was no stay&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;To feast with Ahab for the rain.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;His thanks was that he would be slain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Before the morning light. And so&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He fled. &lt;br /&gt;
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One secret visit, though,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He made that night outside Jezreel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It was behind the potter's wheel,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As secret as a place could be.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;At midnight in the rain, these three&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Took leave, and bade themselves farewell,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;While Obadiah watched to tell&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;If anyone should come. &amp;quot;You will&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Be missed, Elijah. How long till&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;You come again? You know you are&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The apple of his eye, the star&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;In his night sky, the peak among&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;His little hills, the song we've sung&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;For these three years, and most of all,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The father that he never had, as tall&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;As any man he'll ever know,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;However tall that man may grow.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;You will be missed.&amp;quot; The child held tight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Elijah's leg and tried to fight&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Back tears, &amp;quot;Elijah, can we go&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;with you? I want to come, and so&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Does Mommy too.&amp;quot; The widow bowed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Her head. &amp;quot;I know I'm not endowed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;With wealth, and I am not a Jew.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But I would rather flee with you&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And your great God, and have one cup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of meal, one cruse of oil, and sup&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;In simple rooms or on the ground,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Than live in mansions and be found&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Like Jezebel. Have I not prized&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Your God? The boy is circumcised.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;We do not bow before the shrines&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of Zarephath, nor sip the wines&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of Baal. Elijah, what must I&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Do more than this to qualify?&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;No more. The great impediment&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Is not in you, nor is dissent&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Found in my soul for such desire:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Come witness now a thousand dreams&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;That I have dreamt by empty streams&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And inside mountain caves. The bar&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Comes not from you nor me, but far&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Above us God has made decree:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The Lord has not allowed to me&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;That I should take a wife or sons.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But if he had, you'd be the ones.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;They're coming!&amp;quot; Obadiah called,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Make haste! They will be stalled.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Elijah knelt down in the rain,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;I love you, son, but can't explain&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Just now.&amp;quot; He stood and took the hood&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;From off the widow's brow, &amp;quot;I would,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;If I were free. Fear not my flight.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Remember ravens fly at night.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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Elijah fled to Judah, then&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Beyond Beersheba's well full ten&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;More miles, and fell exhausted there&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Beneath a spreading broom tree where&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He sat and asked the Lord that he&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Might die. Instead he slept. The tree&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;God made to give him shade, then sent&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;An angel down with food, who went&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And woke the prophet thus: &amp;quot;Awake!&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Instead of death, God gives you cake.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;By this you will walk forty days&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And forty nights until you gaze&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Like Moses on the majesty&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of God. Nor am I sure that He&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Will ever grant your wish to die.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Come now, Elijah, eat and fly.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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For forty days and forty nights&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Elijah walked the plains and heights&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Between Beersheba and the place&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Upon Mount Horeb where the face&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of God would shine. The angel led&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Him to an ancient cave, a dread&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And awesome place not far below&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The clouds, and left him there to know&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The Lord. &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;What are you doing here&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Elijah?&amp;quot; asked the Lord. &amp;quot;None fear&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The Lord but me. The people break&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Your statutes every day, forsake&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Your holy covenant, destroy&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Your sacred altars, and with joy&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Have killed the prophets with the sword,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;While I am jealous for the Lord.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And my reward? They seek my life.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;What's more, I might have had a wife.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And so I'm here to pray that you&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Reveal your wrath, far overdue,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Upon your people Israel&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;With quakes that open fires of hell&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And mighty winds to spread the flame&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And wipe out wicked Israel's name.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;quot;Elijah, is that all?&amp;quot; the Lord&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Inquired. &amp;quot;That's all, unsheathe your sword,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And show the nation all your might.&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;&amp;quot;Elijah, rise and stand this night&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Upon the Mount of God and see&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The might and glory that will be.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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And as Elijah stood, a blast&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of wind so strong that as it passed&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The boulders broke and fell like crumbs&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Between the fingers and the thumbs.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But look for glory deep and vast?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;God was not present in the blast. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then an earthquake ripped the shell&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Of Sinai and gave vent to hell&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And molten fire flowed to reveal&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;What boiling floods around Jezreel&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Would be. But is it for God's sake?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;God was not present in the quake. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then a bolt of lightning hit&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The cliff beside the cave and split&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The mountain like a blade would cleave&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;A melon rind and then bereave&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Ten thousand hearts. Come look and see.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Is this the sum of majesty?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;What is the God of glory like?&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;He was not present in the strike. &lt;br /&gt;
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And then a still small voice at last,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;When wind and quake and fire had passed.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;At this Elijah wrapped his face,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And saw, as through a crack in space,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The glory of the Lord. &amp;quot;My son,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;There is a danger when you run&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;With too much zeal, and lose the path&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Out of the wilderness of wrath.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I know you prize the widow's life.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Consider then: I love my wife,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And though you cry her down to hell,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;I will not disown Israel.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;My first desire is not to damn,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;This is the heart of who I am.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
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And so today in candle three&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Behold what fire and zeal can be:&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It can destroy the devil's gate,&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;But also melt the ice of hate.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;It can explode in forest flames&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;And speak with quiet advent names.&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;The God who calls himself &amp;quot;I AM&amp;quot;&amp;lt;br&amp;gt;Is both a Lion and a Lamb.&lt;/div&gt;</summary>
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