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Pacific Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Oakland, California · Jul 11, 1878

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 4, No. 26.

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Pontius Pilate.

By Mrs. L. D. A. Stuttle

WITHIN the judgment hall, with haughty frown, Stood Pontius Pilate, while the angry cry, Of thousand voices, like a raging sea, Condemned the hated Nazarene to die.
“What evil hath he done?” the ruler cries, From earliest morning till the shades of night, They say these hands have given the leper health, Have healed the sick and blest the blind with sight.
“What evil hath he done?” these pallid lips, Have ever spoken words of love and cheer, Inspiring hope within the fainting heart, And whispering words of courage in the ear.
Oh, Pilate! hadst thou listened to the voice, Of smothered Conscience; in thy stubborn pride, Thy garments never would have borne the stain, The precious blood, of Christ, the crucified!
But thou didst give th’ approval of thy God, For earthly honor, and a transient crown, Oh, foolish Pilate, that thou e’er should’st buy— The smiles of Cæsar, with Jehovah’s frown!
MRS. L. D. A. STUTTLE.