Shorter Bible Plays

(The three Sons of Noah enter and work upon the ark with hammer and nails, or any building tools. Occasionally comes a distant cry of, "Ho, ho! Ark-builders!" They look up impatiently. Presently some impish Children run in.)

First Child (jeeringly): Ark-builders, ark-builders, where is your wit?

Second Child: Ark-builders, ark-builders, when do you flit?

(Shem and Ham drop their tools and chase the children out, following them. Japheth continues his work at the door. Presently the children reappear, entering from the other side.)

Children (laughing merrily and pointing at ark): Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho!

(Japheth goes inside and slams the door.)

Third Child: Ark-builder, ark-builder, come out again.

Children: Ark-builder, ark-builder, where is your rain? (They run out.)

(Noah comes out of the door and looks anxiously up at the sky. The Messenger enters; Noah bends prostrate.)

Messenger:

(The Messenger goes.)

Noah (rising and raising arms to heaven):

(Calls.)

(Japheth enters from within ark; Shem and Ham enter shaking their fists angrily at Idolaters without, who mock and jeer.)

Idolaters (without): Ho, ho! Ark-builders! Ark-builders, ho, ho!

Shem:

Noah:

Japheth: But, father, art thou sure?

Noah (sternly): Well? Sure of what?

Japheth (hastily): Nay, nay, I see I'm wrong; I question not.

Noah:

(All work busily. The Wives enter carrying pitchers and platters of fruits. Noah's Wife enters leisurely, carrying a distaff, or a plate of fruit.)

Noah's Wife:

Noah: I do believe it.

Noah's Wife:

Noah:

Noah's Wife:

Noah: Peace, woman, go within. (Points sternly.)

Noah's Wife: I will not go.

Noah:

Ham (sullenly):

Noah:

(Music. Enter the Idolaters carrying an idol of gold. They sing and dance about it.)

(One Idolater pours out a libation of wine. Noah strides forward and knocks over idol. The Idolaters huddle back.)

Noah: Cursed be the man that maketh any graven or molten image, an abomination to the Lord!

Idolaters: Sacrilege!

Noah: Cursed shalt thou be in the city, and cursed shalt thou be in the stall! Cursed shalt thou be when thou comest in, and cursed shalt thou be when thou goest out!

Sons (loudly): Amen!

Idolaters: Woe! Woe! Woe! (They surge forward.)

First Idolater: Upon them!

Second Idolater: Scatter them!

Third Idolater: Destroy them!

Fourth Idolater: No! (He pushes others back.)

A Maiden (holding out her hand to Japheth):

(The Idolaters start out, Japheth following.)

Noah's Wife: My son, and dost thou leave me?

Noah:

First Idolater (pointing upward mockingly):

All the Idolaters (laughing): Get into the ark lest it wet your toes. (They dance out with Japheth.)

Noah (arms upraised):

(Turns to other sons.)

(Shem and Ham go out. Noah turns his back and laments):

Noah's Wife (mocking):

Noah (turning):

Ham (returns):

(Loud roarings heard outside.)

(Enter Shem with procession of animals. Ham aids him drive the animals. First of all enters a solitary Dragon.)

Noah: Where is your mate, good Dragon? Tell me—where?

Dragon (with a mournful flap of his claw):

Noah: My sons, their wives and me.

Dragon: I cannot add.

Noah: In all there will be eight.

Dragon (mournfully):

Wives (to Noah, with horror in their faces): O father!

Dragon:

(Crawls out.)

Shem (bringing other animals up):

(Goes out.)

(The Bear sits down facing audience, and scratches his nose. The Monkey runs away; he is brought back. The other Monkey climbs on roof of ark and pulls the ear of Giraffe as that beast looks out of window. They drag the Elephant in with great difficulty. Noah counts off the animals as they enter.)

Noah:

Rabbit (one of a group of little white rabbits): O sir, I only brought my family. (Weeps.)

Noah: Where are the lions? (One Lion stalks in; Wives flee.) Thou art late; turn ye, O Lion; seek your mate.

(Whereupon the Lion shall turn to audience and roar

until his mate shall run to him, and both shall enter the ark together.)

(If so be that any child shall cry or whimper when he heareth the lion roar, then shall the lion remove his mask and say, "Good child, be not afraid.")

Noah:

(Japheth enters running.)

Japheth (kneeling):

Noah (embracing him):

(The waters begin to rise. This may be shown by a painted curtain, by folds of green tarlatan or in any way the wisdom of the producer may suggest. Noah's Wife begins to look uneasy and regards the sky.)

Noah: Good wife, wilt thou enter now?

Noah's Wife (hastily): Yes, good Noah, yes, I trow!

(She runs up gang-plank.)

Noah (to sons):

(They draw up plank; then Shem points to distance. Two Tortoises enter, panting. With grins, the sons shove out the plank and Tortoises enter ark. They close the door and window. Enter a Woman of the Idolaters. carrying a baby. She enters between the flood-curtain and the ark.)

Woman (cries):

Noah (looking out of window):

Woman (holding up baby): Yet save my child!

Noah's Wife (at the window):

Noah:

(He closes the window; she sinks with her child behind the waves. The water rises; those within the ark chant a psalm.)

Noah (chanting):

All (chanting):

Enter the Messenger. (If the play is given in-doors, this may be omitted.)

Messenger:

(Messenger goes.)

(Noah opens window; there is a loud roaring.)

Noah:

Cries Within Ark: The dove! The dove!

Japheth (appearing at window):

(Noah disappears within ark and returns, bearing dove and olive twig.)

Noah:

(He sends dove forth again.)

Noah's Wife (opening door):

Noah:

Noah's Wife:

First Son's Wife (beckoning others):

Second Son's Wife:

Third Son's Wife:

All Three Wives:

(The wives dance in a little circle and sing.)

Noah (scandalized, descends upon them):

(All gather about altar of stones.)

(Japheth brings a sacrifice; Noah lays it on altar. If the play be out of doors, they offer it up by fire. Enter the Messenger.)

Messenger:

(Here let a rainbow appear in the sky.)

(Blesses him; all kneel),

(Messenger goes.)

(The Prologue, or the Servant of Abraham (acting as Prologue), enters and bows low; then, drawing himself erect, points to imaginary scenery.)

Prologue: This is the tent of Abraham, the father of his people, where he lives with Sarai, his wife, and his son, Isaac, whom he loves above all else.

I am the servant of Abraham.

Lo, Abraham enters now with Isaac. (The Prologue goes.)

(Abraham enters, leaning on Isaac.)

Isaac (pointing): My father, behold the lambs yonder!

Abraham: Aye, my son, they are for the sacrifice. I offer them up to God for a thank-offering that he hath given thee to me, O my son. (Seats himself.)

Isaac (clinging close to him): Dost thou love me more than the little lambs?

Abraham (embracing him): I love thee more than all that is in heaven or earth.

Isaac (struggling): My father, let me go; I would go play with the lambs.

Abraham (releasing him): Then go, my son.

(Isaac runs out. Abraham remains seated; then suddenly he starts, rises, and stands with arms uplifted in prayer.)

Abraham: Here am I, Lord. (He listens with strong emotion.) O Lord, Lord, what is this thou dost require of me? Must I give up Isaac to thee, Isaac the joy of mine old age? (There is a pause while he prays silently; then he speaks humbly.) Nevertheless, not my will, O Lord, but thine be done. (There is another pause; then he calls.) Isaac! Isaac!

(Isaac runs in.)

Isaac: Here am I, father.

Abraham: Get ye wood for a burnt-offering, and saddle ye the ass, for I will go up upon the mount to sacrifice.

Isaac: Aye, father, and shall I go with thee?

Abraham: Thou shalt indeed go with me, thou and the servant. Get thee gone. (Isaac runs out.) Not my will, O Lord, but thine! O Lord, I will trust in thee.

(Isaac enters, carrying a bundle of fagots.)

Isaac: My father, all is ready. The ass is saddled, and I have here wood for the burnt-offering.

Abraham (placing his arm about him): Come, my son. (They go slowly out.)

(The Prologue or Servant enters.)

Prologue: Behold, now Abraham and Isaac approach the mountains of Moriah. I, the servant, follow after. (He follows them.)

(Abraham and Isaac, having made the circuit of the room, approach.)

Abraham: This is the mountain on which I shall sacrifice. (To servant.) Abide thou yonder with the ass. I and the lad will worship; then I will come again to thee. (The Servant bows and withdraws.)

Isaac: My father?

Abraham: Here am I, my son.

Isaac: My father, behold the fire and the wood, but where is the lamb for the burnt-offering?

Abraham: O my son, God will provide the sacrifice. (Bends over him.) O my son, before thou wert born I longed for thee, and since thou wast a little lad I have loved thee with a greater love than I have given my God. Now I am punished. For the Lord hath commanded me, saying: "Take thou thine son, thine only son whom thou lovest, even Isaac, and offer him up for a burnt-offering upon the mountains." O my son, I shall do even as the Lord hath commanded me, for all his ways are perfect. Fare thee well. (He embraces him.)

Isaac (fearfully): Father—father—I—I fear—

Abraham: Kneel thou upon the wood.

(Isaac kneels; Abraham raises his knife to slay; a voice calls from distance.)

Voice of Messenger: Abraham! Abraham!

Isaac: Hark, O my father! A voice calls, "Abraham."

Abraham (with knife still raised): Here am I, Lord!

(The Messenger enters and stays Abraham's hand.)

Messenger: O Abraham, thus saith the Lord: "Because thou hast put thy trust in me, therefore will I deliver thee. Lay not thine hand upon the lad, for now I know that thou fearest God, seeing thou hast not withheld thy son, thine only son, from me."

Abraham (raising arms to heaven): O Lord, blessed be the man that trusteth in thee.

Isaac (jumping up): Lo, father, a ram is there, caught in the thicket. Lo, I shall fetch the ram for sacrifice. (He runs out.)

Messenger: Moreover, thus saith the Lord God: "In blessing, I will bless thee, and in thy seed shall all the nations of the earth be blessed, for I have PROVED thee." (The Messenger goes out.)

(Isaac runs in with great excitement.)

Isaac: My father, the ram is caught; I will carry the wood yonder. (Runs out.)

Abraham: O God, thou hast tried me and known me. O see if there be any wicked way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting. (Goes with arms upraised.)

(The Servant or Epilogue advances.)

Epilogue: Mark the perfect man, and behold the up-right: for the end of that man is peace. (He goes out.)

(The Prologue advances. She unfolds the curtain of reeds as she speaks.)

Prologue: This is Egypt. The wicked Pharaoh holds the children of Israel in bondage; but they are grown so many that he fears them. Therefore he has commanded that all boy babies be taken from their mothers' arms and put to death.

But the mothers seek to hide their babies.

Look and behold the marshy waters of the River Nile; tall reeds grow here; it is the hiding place one mother has chosen. See, she and the sister of the babe come now to hide him from the soldiers of Pharaoh. (She raises the curtain of reeds above her head, or passes out.)

(Enter the little Sister bearing the ark of bulrushes. She looks this way and that way; then she calls softly.)

Sister: Mother, this way! The wicked soldiers will not find him here.

(The Mother enters bearing the Baby.)

Mother: Is there no one in sight? (She looks anxiously about.)

Sister: No one!

Mother (embracing the child): O my son, the cruel Pharaoh would slay thee, but the Lord is gracious; he will save.

Sister: Here is the ark of bulrushes; I have daubed it well with pitch. Shall I lay it among the flags at the river's brink?

(The Mother nods. The Sister arranges the coverings in the basket. The Mother hugs the child.)

Mother: O my baby! (She places child in basket.)

Sister (peering into distance): Mother, sh-h-h! I see the daughter of Pharaoh in the distance; she cometh to bathe in the river. Oh—if she should discover us!

Mother (looking up anxiously): God's will be done!

Sister (still peering out): One of her maidens is a child of Israel, but the other is a proud Egyptian. See, now they stop to bathe.

Mother (rising from her knees): I must return lest I be missed at home when the soldiers make the daily search for children; but do thou watch beside the child, and in the nighttime I will return with food.

Sister: That will I, mother. I will hide in the tall reeds yonder. (The Mother moves away; Sister runs after her.) But, mother, if they discover the babe, what must I do?

Mother (earnestly): Surely God will teach thee. Pray. (She goes.)

Sister (crouching beside ark): O God, let no one hurt my little brother! O God, I pray thee. (She sings a lullaby.)

(The Sister looks up, startled, then flees behind the reeds as the Daughter of Pharaoh approaches, followed by Slaves bearing fans.)

Daughter of Pharaoh: Come, maidens, we will rest by the river's brink, where the flag flowers grow. (She approaches nearer.) But what is that, floating upon the water?

Egyptian Slave: Lady, it is a babe.

Daughter of Pharaoh: Go fetch it, girl. No doubt it is one of the Hebrew children.

Egyptian Slave: A Hebrew brat? I will not touch it, I!

(The Daughter of Pharaoh raises her hand and strikes the saucy maid, as the other slave, the Maid of Israel, brings the babe.) (Or kneels beside it.)

Slave of Israel: O lady, see how beautiful!

Egyptian Slave: Let it die, even as Pharaoh commanded.

Slave of Israel: O lady, let it live! Think how the mother loved it. See how cunningly the ark is daubed with pitch and hidden here, 'midst the flag-flowers.

Egyptian Slave: If you let it live, you let live one more enemy to Pharaoh.

Daughter of Pharaoh: Hold thy tongue, girl. (She looks doubtfully at child.)

Egyptian Slave (exultingly): Here come the guard of Pharaoh; they will see the babe and slay it. (She points to distance. All look.)

Daughter of Pharaoh: What to do? Think, girl, use thy wits. (To Slave of Israel.)

(The little Sister rushes from reeds and kneels.)

Sister: O lady, lady, shall I go and call a nurse of the Hebrew women, that she may nurse the child for thee?

Daughter of Pharaoh: Go—go quickly. (She looks apprehensively about.)

Egyptian Slave: The soldiers cross the river.

(The little Sister returns, followed by the Mother.)

Sister (panting): Lady, I have brought a nurse.

Daughter of Pharaoh: Woman, take thou this child and nurse it for me, and I will give thee wages. (Gives a piece of gold.)

Mother (taking child): Daughter of Pharaoh, may the God of Israel bless thee.

Daughter of Pharaoh (turning to go): Fare thee well.

Egyptian Slave (cries): The soldiers!

Daughter of Pharaoh (turning back): Fear ye not.

(All huddle behind her. She faces the Soldiers as they enter and salute.)

First Soldier: Daughter of Pharaoh, we make search for Hebrew children. One hath escaped us.

Daughter of Pharaoh (haughtily): Who art thou to question me? Pass on.

Second Soldier: But—the babe yonder? (Points.)

Daughter of Pharaoh: Is the adopted son of Pharaoh's daughter. Pass ye by. (She waves them away. They salute and go. She takes the child in her arms and embraces him.) I love the child. (She gives the Child to his Mother and turns to go; then she turns back.) Call the child "Moses," for that means, "Drawn up out of the water," and remember he is dear to me for that I have saved him. (She goes out followed by her maids.)

(The Mother and Sister kneel with the Child.)

Mother (prays): O God of Israel, bless thou this child, and as thou hast drawn him up out of the water, grant that he may be the means, through thee, to lift his people out of slavery. (They rise and go.)

(The Epilogue folds curtain, advances to front of stage, and holds up hand.)

Epilogue:

(The Epilogue goes.)

(Enter Pharaoh, followed by Soldiers carrying the litter of his dead Son. The Egyptians follow, then Moses and Aaron.)

First Egyptian (bowing low): O Pharaoh, let the children of Israel go. Lo, there is mourning in the land of Egypt because thou keepest them in bondage. (He points to the Son of Pharaoh.)

Egyptians: Woe, woe, woe! Yea, the god of Israel is a jealous god!

Pharaoh: O Moses and Aaron, evil have ye wrought in the land of Egypt, and accursed is the land while the children of Israel remain.

Rise ye, get ye forth from my people, lest your god smite us, and we be all dead men. (He passes out followed by Soldiers carrying litter.)

Moses (to Children of Israel or Class): Ho, men of Israel! (They stand.) Pharaoh commands, "Cease ye the burden of Egypt!"

Children of Israel (shout): To God the glory! (They rush into aisle.)

Aaron: Assemble ye your wives and little ones, your camels and your asses. God leads us to a land of milk and honey. On now to Canaan, to the promised land!

Children of Israel (shout): The promised land!

(Aaron leads; the Children of Israel follow; Moses brings up the rear. They march toward the back of the room singing.)

(The Egyptians watch with interest.)

First Egyptian: A mighty army!

Second Egyptian: Six hundred thousand strong!

Third Egyptian: Pharaoh will rue the day when he let these slaves escape from the land of Egypt.

First Egyptian: There he cometh in mad haste.

(Pharaoh enters followed by Page and Soldiers.)

Pharaoh: Lo, it repents me that I have let Israel go. Let my soldiers go after them and scourge them back. On the Red Sea shore we will come up with them. On, my men, on!

(Pharaoh, the Egyptians and Soldiers rush down aisle after the Children of Israel. They, in the meantime, have made the circuit of the room, or church, and re-enter the stage, or chancel, singing.)

Song: Same Music as before.

Chorus: As before.

Aaron: Men of Israel, before us stretches the Red Sea water; here we will make our camp.

Miriam (clutching his arm): O Aaron, look! Behind us see the shining spears! Behind us cometh Pharaoh and his hosts. Where now is Moses?

An Israelite: And before, stretches the Red Sea water. How may we cross? Where now is Moses?

Another Israelite: We shall be brought to Egypt again as slaves. Where now is Moses?

(Moses pushes his way through the people.)

Aaron and Others: O Moses, why hast thou thus dealt with us?

Another Israelite: It were better for us to serve in the land of Egypt, than that we die here in the wilderness.

Moses: Fear ye not. Stand still and see the salvation of your God. For the Egyptians which ye have seen to-day, ye shall see them no more forever. (He stretches out his rod.)

Miriam (exultingly): The Red Sea parts! The waves do mount on either side like giant cliffs, upheld by a monster hand. See how the waves do lash and foam! See! See!

Moses: Forward, ye men of Israel!

(They pass down the central aisle, singing.)

Song: Same Music as before.

Chorus: As before.

(Pharaoh and his men, having pursued the Children of Israel around the room, appear on the stage.)

First Egyptian: O Pharaoh, thy soldiers have them in a trap. Before stretches the Red Sea water, and behind, behold thy shining spears!

Pharaoh: On, my men, on!

(The Egyptians and the Soldiers rush after the Children of Israel. Pharaoh and his Page remain.)

Page: See, see, the Red Sea parts! The children of Israel walk on it dryshod. Verily, their god is God.

Pharaoh (loudly): Is their god more than I? Who is Jehovah? On, my men, on!

Page: Thy soldiers obey; thy army follows after through the sea. (A pause of ten seconds while they peer into distance.) The high waves tremble—O let thy soldiers haste! (A pause of ten seconds. Then he cries, trembling and hiding his eyes.) O lord, the waves! The waves!

Pharaoh: Waves, stand ye back! I, Pharaoh, bid ye stay!

Page (looking up): They fall; they crush! Thy army, the waves go over them.

Pharaoh (stretching out his arms): O god of Moses, drive the sea apart!

Page (promptly): The god of Moses will not hear thy prayer.

Pharaoh: The Israelites exult.

Children of Israel (in distance):

Miriam (with a clash of cymbals):

Children of Israel:

Pharaoh (shaking his clinched fist): Mocked at by god and man!

I will raise me a mightier army and follow after.

I will pray to the gods of Egypt. (He passes hastily out.)

Page (stretches out his arms to the departing Israelites): O God of Moses, I will pray to thee. (He goes slowly after Pharaoh.)

(Enter the Prologue.)

Prologue: This is the story of the call of Samuel. The scene is Shiloh, before the door of the tabernacle. Lo, there entereth Eli, priest of Israel. (Prologue withdraws.)

(Eli, the old priest, enters, and stands praying.) Eli: O Lord God, turn thou my sons, I pray thee, from their evil ways. Lo, they come yonder, full of wine and drink, a disgrace to mine old age.

(Hophni and Phinehas come swaggering in, arm in arm. One has a jug of wine; he drinks and hands it to the other. Eli raises a trembling hand toward them.)

Hophni: Hi there, old man, art going to chide again?

Phinehas (mockingly): Do not show anger, for anger doth not become a man of God.

Eli: My sons, why will ye tempt the Lord your God? Turn from your evil ways and pray. (Lays a hand on Hophni.)

Hophni (jerking away): I pray not, I! Thou hast ever said the Lord was slow to anger.

Eli: Yea, but the cup of your iniquity is full; and I—I suffer in your fall.

Phinehas (laughs mockingly): Ah, so? The iniquity of the children shall be visited upon the fathers? Eh? Well, who is responsible if not the father? Come, Hophni, come where it is merry.

Hophni (eagerly): Yea! (They go out singing and taking turns at jug.)

Eli (raising his arms despairingly to heaven): O God! God! (Passes out.)

(Enter Hannah, followed by her husband, Elkanah. She is weeping.)

Elkanah (imploringly): Hannah, why weepest thou? And why is thy heart so grieved? If it be because thou hast no son, grieve not. Am I not better to thee than ten sons?

Hannah: Ai, my husband, the women mock me that I have no child. (She kneels and prays silently.)

(Eli enters and observes her in wonder, for silent prayer was unusual.)

Eli: Woman, what ails thee?

Hannah (rising): Ah, sir, I am a woman of sorrowful spirit; I pour out my soul before the Lord.

Eli: Give me to know thy sorrow.

Hannah: I prayed unto the Lord that he would look upon the affliction of his handmaid, and give unto me a man-child. If he do so, then will I give the child unto the Lord all the days of his life.

Eli: A man-child? Nay, ask more. Ask that he grow in the grace and love of God, else will the gift be one of sorrow.

Hannah: Ah, sir, that shall be my task—to lead him in the love of God.

Eli: Ai, 'tis there that I have failed. (He raises his hands and blesses her.) Go thou in peace, and the Lord grant thy petition.

Hannah (bowing): May thy servant find grace in thy sight. (She and Elkanah go.)

Eli (prays): O Lord God, O let this, thy servant, find grace in thy sight. Forgive thou the iniquity of my sons. For who shall follow after me, O Lord? Who shall be judge of Israel, if not my sons? Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give unto me an answer of peace. (He bows his head and passes out.)

(The Prologue reenters.)

Prologue: Now many years have passed. Eli is still the priest and judge of Israel, though he is blind; and his sons continue still in evil. Yonder come Hannah and her husband to give thanks for the gift of the child Samuel, and to give him to the Lord. (Prologue goes.)

(Enter Hannah and Elkanah leading the child Samuel.)

Hannah (caressing child): See thou, this is the very spot on which I prayed the prayer which brought me thee.

Samuel (roguishly): God heard thy prayer, and sent thee a little son to boast of. (He smiles up at her.)

Elkanah (rumpling Samuel's hair): Nay, an imp of mischief!

(Eli enters, groping blindly. Samuel regards him in ame.)

Samuel: There cometh the priest in raiment. (He shrinks away.) Ai! Why walketh he in such fashion?

Hannah: He is become blind. (She advances to him.) Sir—O Eli—

Eli: Woman, thy voice is known to me—and yet—who art thou?

Hannah: O sir, I am that woman who stood here praying, these many years ago. For a child I prayed, and the Lord hath granted my petition. (She leads Samuel to Eli, who passes his hands delicately over the child's head.) Therefore I also have given the child to the Lord. As long as he liveth he is granted to the Lord. (She turns to Samuel.) Kneel thou, my son, before this holy man and beseech him to take thee into the service of the Lord.

Samuel (pulls Hannah away and puts his lips to her ears): Hark'ee, dear mother, I would fain go home with thee again.

Hannah: Nay, little son, night approacheth; we must leave thee.

Elkanah: Come, say, "Farewell." (Samuel goes to him.)

Hannah (prays, as though facing the altar of the Lord):

(She turns, embraces the child, then bows before Eli.)

O Eli, priest of God and judge of Israel, the Lord be with thee.

(Hannah and Elkanah go.)

Eli (sits on couch and beckons to Samuel): Come hither, lad. (Samuel goes to him reluctantly.) What do they call thee?

Samuel (sniffling): Samuel, master.

Eli: Samuel? And what hath thy mother taught to thee?

Samuel: She hath taught me that the Lord Jehovah is one God, and there is none beside him, that I must love him and speak truth always.

Eli: And what else—if there be aught beside?

Samuel: She bade me serve and follow in thy steps.

Eli (musing): Follow in my steps? Come, thou shalt serve these blind eyes and quench the candles. (Omit this if there are no candles.) (While Samuel puts out the candles, Eli muses.) Follow in my steps? Shall it then be this lad, and not my sons, who shall rule Israel? Come, little lad, thou shalt lie here the night. (He motions to couch on which he sits. Samuel lies down. Eli kneels as though before altar.) O God, God, would that my sons were pure as is this child! Yea, I have reared my sons in folly; now I reap the punishment thereof. Lo, what shall be the end?

(He falls silent.)

(There is a pause; then Samuel half rouses and listens. He runs to Eli.)

Samuel: Here am I, master, for thou calledst me.

Eli: Nay, my son, I called thee not; lie down again.

(He reclines on other couch.)

Samuel (after a pause of about twenty seconds, again runs to Eli): Here am I, master, for thou calledst me.

Eli: Nay, my son, I called thee not; lie down again.

Samuel (lies down for twenty seconds; then he half rises and looks bewildered): He did call me, he did! he did! (He crosses to Eli.) Here am I, master, for truly thou didst call me.

Eli: Not I! (He reflects.) It is the Lord, who speaketh to thee and not to me. Alas, I have not the open vision. Go, lie down, and it shall be if he call thee, thou shalt say, "Speak, Lord, for thy servant heareth."

(Samuel lies down; presently he rises and kneels.)

Samuel: Speak, Lord, for thy servant heareth.

(There is a pause while Samuel listens. Eli turns toward him eagerly, then calls.)

Eli: Samuel, my son! (Samuel goes to him slowly.) What is this thing the Lord hath spoken to thee? I pray thee, hide it not.

Samuel (reluctantly): He said—he said—the Lord hath said: Behold, I will judge the house of Eli forever, because his sons did bring a curse upon themselves, and he restrained them not. Master, what did he mean?

Eli (slowly and mournfully): It is the Lord! Let him do what seemeth unto him good. (He raises his arms to heaven.)

Shouts Outside: News! News for the priest!

Eli: What meaneth the noise of this tumult?

(Three Soldiers run in.)

First Soldier: O Eli, servant of God, woe unto thee!

Second Soldier: O Eli, be strong, and hear the news we bring.

First Soldier: Israel hath joined battle with the Philistines; Israel was smitten before the Philistines.

Second Soldier: We brought the ark of the covenant to save us: It was thy two sons, Hophni and Phinehas, who carried the ark.

Third Soldier: And there was a very great slaughter—And thy two sons, Hophni and Phinehas—

First Soldier and Second Soldier: The Lord hath slain them!

(Eli trembles and falls backward; the First and Second Soldiers support him.)

Third Soldier: Lo, ye have slain him with your evil tidings.

Samuel (runs to Eli lovingly, and kneels before him, embracing him): O my dear master! (A pause, then he rises and turns to the soldiers.) Bear him hence between you. (First and Second Soldiers lead him out.) (To Third Soldier.) Grieve not; ye have not slain him, but he is smitten of the Lord. For the Lord, he came unto me in a vision of the night, saying, I will smite the house of Eli forever, because his sons did bring a curse upon themselves and he restrained them not.

(First and Second Soldiers return.)

First Soldier: Alas, alas, who now shall judge our people?

Third Soldier (seizes Samuel and raises him aloft): Behold the judge who shall rule Israel.

(The Soldiers pass out, bearing Samuel and shouting, "Huzza!")

(The Epilogue advances.)

Epilogue: Hear ye the words of the preacher, how he said: Even a child is known by his doings, whether his work be pure and whether it be right. Bring up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it. (The Epilogue passes out.)

(Enter Eliab, polishing his sword. He practices fighting an imaginary enemy. Presently he turns and calls.)

Eliab:

(The sounds of a shepherd's pipe, or of a harp are heard, receding in the distance. Jesse enters and speaks mildly and with remonstrance.)

Jesse:

Eliab (impatiently): I have done him no wrong.

Jesse:

(Lays hand on Eliab's arm.)

Eliab (shaking off hand): He is a babe, fit only to tend sheep.

Jesse: Where hast thou sent him?

Eliab: To the hillside, away from Bethlehem.

Jesse: Where are thy brothers?

Eliab: They make them ready to fight the Philistines.

Jesse: Who tendeth their sheep?

Eliab (sullenly): David.

Jesse (with mild sarcasm):

Eliab (sneers):

Jesse:

(He turns as though to go out. Left.)

(The Prophet Samuel enters slowly from the right.)

Eliab:

Jesse: Mine eyes are dim. (He shades them and peers out. Suddenly he speaks.)

My son, it is the prophet Samuel.

What can his coming bode of good or evil?

Haste, haste, my son.

(They advance to meet the prophet, bowing low.)

Jesse:

Samuel: In peace!

Jesse: Make us to know thy will.

Samuel: Thou art Jesse, the Bethlehemite?

Jesse: Thou hast said it.

Samuel:

Jesse: A king!

Eliab: A king!!

Jesse:

(Eliab runs out to the left, winding his horn. He passes several of his brothers who are entering, and points out the prophet. Jesse motions Samuel to a seat in the center. Samuel sits. The Daughter of Jesse enters with food and drink, which Samuel rejects.)

Samuel:

(Eliab enters with other brothers. Abinadab slips beside his sister and eats the food. The Daughter stands beside her father, at right of Samuel.)

Jesse:

(Eliab advances and kneels. Samuel rises and regards him uncertainly.)

Samuel: Surely the Lord's anointed is before me.

Eliab (triumphantly): Ah, father, art so ready now to chide me?

Samuel: Nay, pause, my son, for the Lord hath said unto me:

(Eliab passes with hanging head to the right. Abinadab advances.)

Abinadab: And I, sir, look on me.

Samuel:

(Abinadab swaggers defiantly over to Eliab, who grins at him. Shammah bows low and speaks slyly.)

Shammah:

Samuel (briefly): The Lord rejects thee for a thief and robber.

(Shammah shrugs and joins others. Nathaneel advances.)

Nathaneel:

Samuel:

(Nathaneel passes angrily to right. Raddai advances.)

Raddai (cunningly):

(The brothers stare angrily at him.)

Samuel: The Lord rejects thee, for thou art a liar.

(The brothers double up with mirth. Raddai joins them, shaking his fist at Samuel. Ozem advances and bows meekly.)

Ozem:

Samuel (praying): Lord, give me light! (Then he motions Ozem away.) Thou art not the chosen one.

(Ozem joins others. Elihu advances triumphantly.)

Elihu:

Daughter of Jesse (starting forward):

(The brothers surge forward angrily.)

Eliab and Others: No, no! He is a babe—a child—a—

Samuel (waves them back and turns to Jesse):

Jesse:

Daughter of Jesse: O let me go and bring him!

Samuel:

(The Daughter of Jesse starts running out toward left.)

Jesse: Nay, daughter, blow the horn till he appear. (She blows horn.)

Samuel:

(She blows horn.)

(She blows horn.)

(There is a pause while all listen; then she blows again.)

Daughter of Jesse: He cometh, for I hear his harp in the distance.

(The song is heard, beginning faintly, but growing stronger. David enters on the last two lines.)

Song: "The Lord is My Shepherd," Music by S. Liddle.

Samuel (advancing to meet him):

(He raises his horn of oil. David kneels. Samuel pours oil upon him.)

Daughter of Jesse (embracing David): O David, I am glad.

Jesse: Come now to the feast.

(All pass out but David and his sister. She waits for him as he stands in prayer.)

David:

(He takes his harp and sings.)

Song: Music, Continuation of Psalm.

(He passes slowly out while singing the last lines followed by his sister.)

Attendant (cries): King Saul! Go summon the king; the king must know.

(An Attendant runs back.)

(Shouting from the left. A Messenger runs in blowing his horn.)

Messenger: News for King Saul! Where is the king? The king?

(Trumpets on the right. Enter King Saul and his Armor-bearer. The Messenger rushes to him and kneels.)

Messenger: O my lord, I bear news;

Saul:

(He advances to couch and rests.)

Attendant: Behold now, an evil spirit from God troubleth thee.

Let my lord now command his servant to seek out a man who is a cunning player on the harp, and it shall come to pass when the evil spirit is upon thee, that he shall play and sing, and thou shalt be well.

Saul:

Attendant: Behold, I have seen a son of Jesse, David, a shepherd lad, that is cunning in playing. He is called "The sweet singer in Israel."

Saul: Take thou this word to Jesse. Say to him: "Send me David, thy son, who is with the sheep."

Attendant: Lord, I obey. (He bows and goes.)

Messenger: O king, there be three young men, sons of Jesse, Who came but now to serve 'gainst the Philistines.

Saul: Go, bring them hither.

(The Messenger goes out, left. At the same moment there is a loud shouting from the left, and the Second Messenger runs in.)

Second Messenger: News! News for the king!

Saul: Hither, man! Speak!

Second Messenger:

Saul: Go ye and summon the warriors of Israel.

(Second Messenger goes out to right. Gradually the Soldiers of Israel enter and group at back. The First Messenger reenters with the three elder Sons of Jesse.)

First Messenger: Here are the sons of Jesse, lord.

Saul:

Eliab: Yea, O lord king!

Saul:

Eliab:

Saul: But shepherd lads must needs defend their flocks.

(The Attendant enters with David.)

Saul: How now, returned so soon?

Attendant:

Eliab (angrily):

David:

Saul:

David: My lord, I—I—

Saul: Be not ashamed, but sing thou sweetly to me.

David: What shall I sing?

Saul: Of peace and pleasantness and quiet ways. (Reclines on couch.)

David (sings as before):

Saul (to attendant):

David (sings continuation of psalm):

(The Attendant enters from right and is followed by the Princess Michal and her slave girls bearing fans.)

Attendant (announces): The Princess Michal!

Saul:

Michal (bowing):

(Loud shouting to the left. Prince Jonathan enters running.)

Jonathan:

Saul: Admit the challenger. (Enter from the left the Challenger of Goliath of Gath. He surveys the people sneeringly.)

Challenger:

(The Israelites sway forward murmuring: Ho! Indeed! Swaggerer!)

Saul: We will consider. Go! (The Challenger goes.)

Jonathan:

Saul:

(There is a pause: all look on ground.)

(There is another pause.)

Eliab (uncertainly):

Abinadab: I am not strong.

Shammah: I am not yet full-grown.

David (steps forth):

(Laughter and derision from his brothers. Smiles from others.)

Saul: Thou art but a youth, and he a man of war.

David: Thy servant kept his father's flocks, and when there came a lion or a bear and took a lamb out of the flock, I went down after it and killed it.

Eliab: O foolish one!

Abinadab: Back to thy sheep!

Shammah: Thou braggart!

David:

Saul:

(The Armor-bearer advances and offers weapons.)

David:

Saul: Go, bid the champion of the Philistines come.

(The First Messenger goes out left. Michal goes to David.)

Michal:

(She goes out.)

(David stands as though in prayer, while everyone sings very softly the following lines:)

(Or, merely the music may be played.)

(The Attendant brings stones to David.)

(Enter the Challenger for Goliath followed by Philistines.)

Challenger:

(David stands forth.)

Challenger: Ha, ha, ha! Is Goliath a babe, that thou sendest forth an infant against him?

David:

Eliab (to David): O lad, I fear for thee; I'll take thy place.

David:

Israelites:

David (cries): Come forth, Goliath!

(Goliath, a heavy man, enters like a lion loosed from his cage. He brandishes his sword, and attacks David. David dodges and flees; Goliath follows him, hacking the air with his sword. Again David dodges and runs to a sufficient distance to use his sling. Goliath crashes to earth. David runs and stands over him, seizes Goliath's sword and cuts off his head.)

(The Challenger and other Philistines flee, crying, "Woe! Woe!")

Israelites: Huzzah! Huzzah! Huzzah!

David (holding up Goliath's head):

Israelites (shout):

First Messenger (with wild enthusiasm): Where now are the Philistines?

Israelites: They are fled.

Saul: Proclaim through Israel the mighty tidings.

(The Second Messenger takes Goliath's head from David, and repeats the tidings three times, standing at center, at right and at left of stage. While he speaks the Soldiers remove Goliath.)

Second Messenger (blowing horn):

Jonathan (goes affectionately to David):

David:

(Enter Michal and her dancing women, with cymbals. They chant as they dance.)

Chant:

(Repeat three times in three different keys.)

Saul (angrily):

Michal (runs and kneels before him): O my father, be not wroth at my song.

Saul (wearily):

David: The king's daughter within the palace is all-glorious.

Michal (smiling upon him and extending her hand):

(She runs to Saul, who is reclining on couch.)

Saul (heavily):

(Michal leans beside Saul as David sings.)

David (sings):

Saul (rises threateningly):

David:

(Saul's head sinks on his breast. He passes slowly out, followed by his Attendants.)

David (sings):

(All turn to go, singing):

(The Wicked Judge is seated on the High Place, judging the two women. The First Woman, at his right, holds the Baby. The Second Woman kneels at his left, with imploring gestures.)

Wicked Judge (with a sweep of his hand): No more! No more, I say! I will hear no more. Am I not judge in the king, his place? (Points at First Woman sternly.) You say yonder woman's child died in the night-time, and she wants yours. (Points at Second Woman.) You say—stop sniveling—(Second Woman shrinks away from him.) You say 'twas her child died and that she hath stolen your child. I say, if you had minded your brats properly, there would not be this to-do. (A pause.) What were you doing when one of you stole the other's child? Gadding about the streets? Eh?

Second Woman: O sir, sir, she stole him while I slept.

First Woman: Most gracious Judge, I did not steal.

Second Woman (turning on her): But thou did'st!

Wicked Judge: O you women! Lo, all the troubles of this kingdom flow from this, that women do not properly observe the affairs of their households. As King Solomon remarks, with rather more wisdom than he usually manifests, "Who can find a virtuous woman?"

Both Women (together): Sir! Most gracious Judge! Only hear me—

Wicked Judge (crashing his fist down): Silence! Silence!! (To Second Woman.) Where are your witnesses?

(Second Woman makes an imploring and hopeless gesture.)

Wicked Judge (fiercely): What? No witnesses? Be off! Be off, I say. (He waves both women away; then his voice changes.) Stay, wait—I had forgot. I must—er—consider the welfare of the infant. (To Second Woman.) It may be thou wouldest be the better guardian. Hast thou the means to feed and clothe the child, and—er—pay all needful fees?

Second Woman: I am poor, but, sir, I am the mother.

Wicked Judge: Pshaw! Pshaw! (Turns to First Woman.) And thou?

First Woman (producing gold pieces): I have these bits of gold. (Her voice takes a mocking inflection.) Most gracious Judge, it may be thou, of thy great kindliness, wilt guard the gold for me, for I, alas, am but a weakling woman, and my child needs all my care.

Wicked Judge (pocketing gold): Ah, yea, yea, thou art indeed the rightful mother. (Raises his eyes to heaven.) More is a child to be desired than gold, yea, than much fine gold. I will indeed look after thy gold for thee. Now get ye gone. (Turns crossly to Second Woman.) And count thyself lucky that I do not call the guard, and have thee cast into prison for bearing lying witness.

(A Boy rushes in, shouting as he runs.)

Boy: Ohé! Ohé! King Solomon, he entereth now the city. He cometh here to offer sacrifice; the children dance before him. Ohé! Ohé! (He runs out.)

Wicked Judge (gathers up his rolls of parchment, shrugging): I will not bow before him, I! And he but a beardless youth! (Passes out.)

(The Second Woman crouches low, weeping and praying; First Woman regards her.)

First Woman (laughing): Pray, aye, pray! The child will call me "Mother." He will throw his little arms about my neck and hail me. For three pieces of ruddy gold have I bought him, and thy prayers shall never win him from me.

Second Woman (fiercely): As there is a God in Israel, to whom men pray, I yet shall have my child.

First Woman: A God in Israel? (Shrugs.) As there is god-head in gold, which men worship, lo, I shall keep thy child. (She makes a sweeping bow and passes out.)

Second Woman: O God, God, give me my child, my son. Thou knowest the child is mine, thou knowest, thou knowest. Thou sawest when in the dark of the night-time she crept into my chamber and stole him from me. She cradleth him, and I am desolate.

Shouts Without: King Solomon! King Solomon, all hail! Hail to King Solomon, the son of David!

(The Second Woman looks about wildly, then crouches in a dim corner. The Children enter dancing; they carry palms; they sing.)

Song: "Hail to the Monarch" (Cantata of Esther)

(Enter King Solomon, followed by two Soldiers and Page.)

Solomon (raising his hand in blessing): My children, I thank you for your love. Now get ye gone, for I would offer sacrifice alone.

First Child: But we have learned a psalm of David thy father, to do thee reverence; may we not say it?

First Soldier: Do ye not hear the king? (Threatens them.)

Solomon: Nay, let the little ones come hither. The psalms of David, my father, are dear unto me. Now, babes, speak up.

Second Child (to First): Do thou begin.

First Child:

Second Child:

Third Child:

Fourth Child:

Fifth Child:

All the Children:

Solomon: I thank you. (He turns to Sixth Child.) And why hast thou not spoken with the others?

(The Sixth Child reaches a tiptoe and whispers in his ear.)

Solomon: Thou hast learned something more; then speak, little one.

Sixth Child:

Solomon (in great delight): Ha, whose words are those?

Sixth Child (with a demure courtesy): Your Majesty's!

Solomon: Well done! Well spoken! I shall strive indeed to be a king whose judgments shall be like apples of gold in baskets of silver.

Sixth Child (to others): Come now; the king would be alone.

Solomon: The Lord be with you!

Children: And with thee also, O thou son of David! (They courtesy and go.)

Solomon (ascends to High Place and prays): O Lord God of my fathers, thou hast showed unto my father, David, great mercy according as he walked before thee in uprightness of heart; and thou hast kept for him this great kindness, that thou hast given him a son to sit on his throne, as it is this day. And now, O Lord my God, thou hast made thy servant king instead of David my father; and I am but a little child. I know not how to go out nor come in. Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad. For who is able to judge this thy so great a people?

(There is a pause during which the Second Woman rises slowly and approaches Solomon. She kisses the hem of his robe. He turns and regards her with astonishment. She rises and speaks prophetically.)

Second Woman: O king, because thou hast asked this thing, and hast not asked for thyself long life; neither hast thou asked riches for thyself, nor hast asked the life of thine enemies, but hast asked understanding to discern judgment, behold, God will give unto thee a wise and understanding heart; so that there was none like thee before thee; neither after thee shall any arise like unto thee.

Solomon: Who art thou? for it was thus I heard the words of God speaking to my heart! Who art thou?

Second Woman (prostrating herself): The least of thy servants! A grain of dust by the roadside!

Solomon: Why art thou come here to the Hall of Judgment?

Second Woman: I came hither for justice; but thy judge in Gibeon is as the chaff which the wind beareth away—

Solomon (sternly): Beware how thou speak evil of them in authority. (Then he smiles.) I gather that the case went against thee. What hast thou lost? Fear not; I will requite thee. (He offers her gold.)

Second Woman: O lord king, my loss was not of gold.

Solomon: What then? Of land? Lo, I will give to thee a bit of land, hard by a spring of water—

Second Woman: O lord king, I have lost no rood of land.

Solomon: Speak then thy sorrow.

Second Woman: O lord king, God gave unto thy father David a little son to sit upon his throne. Speak, was thy father glad?

Solomon: Yea, verily, he rejoiced with great rejoicing.

Second Woman: And thy mother, Bathsheba, was her heart likewise merry?

Solomon: My father rejoiced, but his rejoicing was naught in the measure with my mother's joy.

Second Woman: She would have grieved had'st thou been stolen from her?

Solomon: What mother would not? But, woman, to thy tale—

Second Woman: My tale is told. O son of Bathsheba, God hath given to thee an understanding heart. Let it read my sorrow; give me back my child.

Solomon (bewildered): Woman, I have not thy child.

Second Woman: Nay, but thy judge in Gibeon, for gold he hath rendered false judgment; for gold, he hath given my child to another woman.

Solomon: Thou canst prove this? (She makes a despairing gesture of denial.) (Solomon claps; the Soldiers enter.) The court of justice was held here this morn? (Soldier bows.) Bring hither the case of the child and the two women. (Soldiers salute and go. Solomon speaks sternly to the Woman.) If thou speakest truly, the child shall be given thee: but if thou hast sought to move me by a lying tale—; lo, I shall punish thee so thou shalt wish thou never had'st been born.

Second Woman (regarding him steadfastly): I have no fear, for God hath given to thee an understanding heart.

(The Judge waddles in.)

Wicked Judge: What's this? What's this? My lord the king desired me? (He sees the Woman.) Aha! Now I understand. This woman hath filled thy ears with lying tales. Lord king, the woman is mad—

Second Woman (indignantly): I am not mad.

Wicked Judge (blandly): Mad, I say, mad! Deeming her mad, I have excused what otherwise I had—er—severely punished.

Second Woman: I am not mad.

Wicked Judge: She claims the child of another woman. (He taps his brow significantly.) What her game is, I know not, but she saith, I am corrupt, and thou but a beardless youth. She saith God hath given thee a kingdom, but not the wit to rule it. Ha, ha!

(Soldiers enter with First Woman and Child.)

Solomon (turning furiously to Second Woman): Didst thou say this?

(The Second Woman pays no attention to him; she is devouring the child with her eyes. She holds out her arms yearningly.)

Second Woman: O my dove, my fair one! (She turns to Solomon.) Look, behold my baby! See his little leg—; lord king, behold his dimples. His eyes are like doves beside the water brooks; his cheeks are as a bed of spices; yea, he is altogether lovely. And he is mine. (She turns with pride to the King, but shrinks away as she sees his anger.)

First Woman (advancing to High Place):

Solomon: Guard, take the child. (Second Soldier lifts the child stiffly.) (To First Woman.) Is this thy child?

First Woman: God knows.

Solomon: Aye, but I would likewise know. Hath neither woman a witness?

Wicked Judge (brusquely): Pshaw! Nonsense! There is no doubt at all, O mighty son of David. I have examined witnesses; they swear the child is hers. (Nods toward First Woman.) Moreover, she hath the child; possession witnesses. (Pats First Woman.) Fear not, my girl; the king will do thee right.

Second Woman: O my lord, I and this woman dwell in one house. And this woman's child died in the night; and she arose at midnight, and took my son from beside me, while thine handmaid slept, and laid her dead son beside me. And when I arose in the morning, the child was dead; but when I had considered it, behold, it was not my son.

First Woman: Nay, but the living is my son, and the dead is thy son.

Second Woman: Nay, but the dead is thy son, and the living is my son.

Solomon (sternly): Women, approach. (Both stand before him. To First Woman.) Thou sayest, "This is my son that liveth, and thy son is the dead." (To Second Woman.) And thou sayest, "Nay, but thy son is the dead, and mine is the living." (To Soldier.) Bring hither a sword. (First Soldier goes out.)

Wicked Judge: Lo, what is in the king's mind? Will he slay yonder woman for bearing lying witness?

(Solomon raises his hand with a threatening gesture; Judge shrinks back. First Soldier returns with sword.)

Solomon: I cannot judge between you; let God judge. (Turns to Soldier.) Take thou the sword; divide the living child in twain, and give half to the one and half to the other.

(The First Woman shrinks away. The Second Woman, with a little cry, rushes between the Soldier who holds the Child, and the Soldier who holds sword. She stands with fists doubled, to defend the Child. First Soldier throws her aside; she falls.)

Wicked Judge: O clever judge! O mighty son of David!

First Woman (kneeling): I bow, lord king, to thy decree. Let the child be neither mine nor hers, but divide it.

Second Woman (throwing herself before King): O my lord, my lord, give her the child, give her the living child, and in nowise slay it! Let the child live, even though it be within her arms, lord—lord—

Wicked Judge: O clever judge! Ha, ha, ha! Through thee indeed the Lord hath spoken! Who would have thought to see such mighty wisdom, yea, in a beardless youth? Thy wit hath showed the truth, and made yon lying woman eat her lies. (Taps First Woman.) Even as I said, the child is hers. (To Soldier.) Give unto this woman her child.

First Soldier (with sword upraised): Is it thy will, O king, I slay the child, or give it to yon woman?

Solomon: It is my will (he bends and raises Second Woman gently) thou give unto this woman the living child, and in nowise slay it; for she is the mother thereof, because she loveth much. For love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave. Many waters cannot quench love; neither can floods drown it.

Wicked Judge (sourly): Humph!

Second Woman (receiving Child, radiantly): He that ruleth over men righteously, that ruleth in the fear of God, he shall be as the light of the morning when the sun riseth, a morning without clouds, when the tender grass springeth out of the earth through clear shining after rain. King Solomon, all hail!

All: King Solomon, all hail!

(All pass out singing.) (If desired, the earlier song may be repeated.)

Song: Music, "Ancient Days"

(The Herald enters, followed by two Soldiers. The Herald blows his trumpet; the two Soldiers flourish their spears.)

Herald: Make way, make way; he entereth now the city! Way for King Solomon, the son of David!

Soldiers: Way for King Solomon, the son of David! Way! Way! (They take positions, one on the right hand and one on the left.)

First Soldier (conversationally): He cometh hither for sacrifice, they say.

Second Soldier: Aye, and to render judgment.

First Soldier: Is it true, think you, that he is wiser than all men that have gone before him?

Second Soldier (shrugs): So men say. As for me, I shall judge for myself.

First Soldier (poses mockingly): O King Solomon, King Solomon, little thou thinkest that the while thou art judging others, a mightier shall judge thee!

Second Soldier (prodding First with spear): Be still, thou ass; he cometh.

(The Soldiers stiffen to attention as the Children enter dancing and singing.)

Song: Music, "Hail to the Monarch." (See Longer Version.)

(Cantata of Esther)

(Enter King Solomon followed by Two Women and Baby, also by Pages and more Soldiers if desired for effect. The Children bow low.)

Solomon (lifting his hand): The Lord be with you!

All: And with thee also, O thou son of David!

Child (offers silver basket of oranges): O king, a word fitly spoken is like apples of gold, in baskets of silver, and the king that faithfully judgeth the poor, his throne shall be established forever.

Solomon (in delight): Ha! Who said that?

Child (courtesies demurely): Your Majesty!

Solomon: Well done! Well spoken! I shall strive to be indeed a king whose judgments shall be like apples of gold in baskets of silver. (He turns to altar and prays.) O Lord God of my fathers, thou hast made thy servant king instead of David my father, and I am but a little child. I know not how to go out or to come in. Give therefore thy servant an understanding heart to judge thy people, that I may discern between good and bad. For who is able to judge this, thy so great a people?

(While he prays the First Woman creeps forward and kisses the hem of his robe. Solomon turns and regards her with wonder. She rises.)

First Woman: O king, because thou hast asked this thing, and hast not asked for thyself long life, nor hast asked the life of thine enemies, but hast asked understanding to discern judgment, behold God will give to thee a wise and understanding heart, so that there was none like thee before thee, neither after thee shall any arise like unto thee.

Solomon: Who art thou? For it was thus I heard the word of God ringing in my heart. Who art thou?

First Woman (prostrate): The least of thy servants—a grain of dust by the roadside.

Solomon: Why art thou come—here to the Hall of Judgment?

First Woman (rising): O my lord, I and this woman (Indicates Woman with Baby.) dwell in one house, and her son died in the night-time, and she arose at midnight and took my son from beside me, while thine handmaid slept, and laid her dead son beside me—

Second Woman (insolently): She lieth, lord king.

First Woman: When I arose in the morning the child was dead, but when I had considered it, behold, it was not my son.

Second Woman: Nay, but the living is my son, and the dead is thy son.

Solomon (regards both silently for a few seconds): Women, approach! (Both women stand before him.) Thou sayest, "This is my son that liveth, and thy son is the dead," and thou sayest, "Nay, but thy son is the dead, and mine is the living." (To Soldier.) Bring hither a sword. (Soldier goes.)

Herald (with curiosity): What is in the king's mind? Will he slay yonder woman for bearing lying witness?

(First Soldier returns with sword.)

Solomon: I cannot judge between you; let God judge. (To Soldier.) Take thou the sword; divide the living child in two, and give half to the one and half unto the other.

(The Second Woman crosses hastily to the left as though to flee; the First Woman darts between her and the Soldier and stands ready, with clinched fists, to defend the Baby. The Second Soldier throws her aside and takes the Baby from the other woman.)

Herald (laughing): O clever judge! O mighty son of David!

Second Woman (bowing low): I bow, lord king, to thy decree. Let the child be neither mine nor hers, but divide it.

First Woman (with a little panting cry, throws herself before Solomon): O my lord, my lord, give her the child, give her the living child, and in nowise slay it. Let the child live, even though it be within her arms—lord—lord—

Herald: O prince of wisdom! Through thee indeed the Lord hath spoken. Who would have thought to see such mighty judgment, yea in a beardless youth? Thy wit hath showed the truth and made this lying woman eat her lies.

Children (swarming about Second Woman and bowing to her): Hail, mother of the child!

First Soldier (raises sword and crosses to Second Soldier, who holds Baby): Is it thy will, O king, I slay this child, or give it to yon woman? (Indicates Second Woman.)

Solomon: It is my will (he raises First Woman tenderly) thou give unto this woman the living child, and in nowise slay it; for she is the mother thereof, because she loveth much. For love is strong as death; jealousy is cruel as the grave. Many waters cannot quench love; neither can floods drown it.

First Woman (eagerly receives Baby and cuddles it): O king, he who ruleth over men righteously, who ruleth in the fear of God, he shall be as the light of the morning when the sun riseth, a morning without clouds, when the tender grass springeth out of the earth through clear shining after rain. King Solomon, all hail!

All (raising palms): King Solomon, all hail!

(All pass out singing the children's song.)

(If this play be given out of doors, the thieves must conceal themselves in the shrubbery before the play begins; if indoors, they may conceal themselves in corners, or creep in.)

(Enter the Prologue.)

Prologue: And, behold, a certain lawyer stood up, and tempted him, saying, Master, what shall I do to inherit eternal life?

He said unto him, What is written in the law?

And he answering said, Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy strength, and with all thy mind; and thy neighbor as thyself.

And he said unto him, Thou hast answered right: this do, and thou shalt live.

But he, willing to justify himself, said unto Jesus, And who is my neighbor?

And Jesus spake unto them this parable. (The Prologue draws to one side and stands watching the action of the parable.)

(The Thieves pop their heads out of the shrubbery and advance cautiously.)

First Thief: Hark'ee, brothers, I have sure word that one of our profession is coming this day from Jerusalem to Jericho, bearing rich merchandise.

Second Thief (eagerly): To join our band?

First Thief: Fool, I mean a rich man.

Second Thief: Ohé, a very rich man?

First Thief: A very rich man!

Third Thief: We will share his ill-gotten gains in right neighborly fashion—if he be willing.

Second Thief: But if not—?

First Thief: If not? With a crack on the head!

Second Thief: Aye!

Third Thief: Aye! (They listen, then creep cautiously into shrubbery.)

(Enter the Jew and his Servants. They carry big bales of merchandise and advance fearfully.)

Jew: Come on, my men, come on; what do ye fear?

First Servant (trembling): Master, I like not the look of the lonely road; they say thieves lie in wait here to rob rich travelers.

Jew (casting a worried look around): Then hasten, hasten! (He passes out.)

Second Servant (scornfully): Thieves! Thieves! Have we no sticks?—no cudgels?

First Servant (feelingly): So have the thieves.

Second Servant: Faint-heart! Hath not the master paid us yellow gold to guard his merchandise to Jericho?

First Servant: Ai! I would I were in Jerusalem again. (Suddenly he clutches the other.) Yonder! Didst not see something stirring?

Second Servant: Bah! (Shakes him off.)

First Servant: Let us but say a prayer. (His knees knock together.)

(The Jew reenters and beckons angrily.)

Jew: Hurry, ye fools! It will be night ere— (Loud and piercing whistles and cries come from shrubbery. The Servants drop their goods and flee wildly.)

Jew (cries): Stay! Stay! Ah, the good gold pieces I paid you rascals! (He tries to gather together his goods): Ai! Ai!

(The Thieves gather closely round him.)

First Thief: Master, wilt help three poor and hungry men?

Jew (looks up and cries): Help! Help!

Second Thief: 'Tis unneighborly ye are. Our stomachs yearn for some of thy rich wine. (He lays hold of the Jew's wine bottle.)

Jew (resisting): Help! Help! Thieves!

Third Thief: Bat him over the head. (They do so; he falls.)

First Thief (drinking of bottle): Ah!

Second Thief (opening Jew's pack and eating): Ah!

Third Thief (trying on Jew's outer garment.): Ah—ha!

(The First Thief makes a grab at the garment. Struggle. All fight for the goods. Suddenly all listen intently, then flee, taking the goods with them.)

(The Jew groans. Enter the Priest. He regards the Jew.)

Priest: What's this? Er—r, a dead man surely! I must notify the authorities. Yet—'twould be very awkward to be detained and questioned. They will find him sooner or later. A dead man surely!

(The Jew groans. The Priest stops his ears and hastens out. Enter two Levites.)

First Levite: Humph! One cannot come by this road without finding signs of thievery and murder.

Second Levite: It gives the district a bad name.

First Levite: We might carry him as far as your home.

Second Levite: Nay! If I brought the fellow there, my wife might not like it. Let us carry him to your home.

First Levite: We'd better not meddle, I reckon. After all it's no affair of ours.

Second Levite (has a bright idea): We'll tell the inn-keeper to send and fetch him.

(The Jew groans; the Levites hurry out. Enter the Samaritan.)

Samaritan: Ah! Too bad! (He bends over Jew.) Courage, my friend! (Jew groans. The Samaritan binds up his head.) Canst walk as far as the inn yonder? (He assists Jew to rise.)

Jew (wails): They have stolen my all! I am ruined—ruined—ruined!

Samaritan (cheerfully): Better ruined than dead! (They approach inn. He cries): Mine host! Ho! Ho! (Knocks.)

(Enter the Host. The Priest and Levites follow, peering over the Host's shoulder.)

Samaritan: I found this poor fellow in the road—beaten by thieves no doubt.

First Levite (to Host): It's the fellow I told you of. (To Samaritan.) Good heavens, fellow, why did'st carry him hither, and wake honest people up in the dead of night? The thing to do was to notify the authorities. You cannot go to the rescue of every man you see in trouble.

Samaritan: Why not? We are all brothers.

Second Levite: Bah! (The Levites retire.)

Priest: But, fellow, it was no concern of yours. He is a Jew and you are a Samaritan.

Samaritan: Well, sir, we all have one Father.

Priest (sourly): Humph! (He turns and goes.)

Samaritan: Will you take him in? Here is two pence for thy care of him; and whatsoever thou spendest more, when I come again, I will repay thee.

Host: I will obey thee, sir. (He supports Jew with his arm.)

Samaritan: Farewell. (He goes.)

Host (watching him go): He's a good fellow—that is, for a Samaritan. (He leads Jew within.)

(The Epilogue advances.)

Epilogue: Priest—Levite—Samaritan—which of these three, thinkest thou, proved neighbor unto him that fell among thieves?

(Epilogue passes out.)

(The Children robed as Angels enter the chancel. They pause before manger.)

First Angel:

Second Angel:

(The procession starts from the back of the church, singing. First come the three Shepherds, then the three Kings, bearing the star, then the five little Girls, then the Class bearing gifts, and lastly the Choir (if there is a choir.))

Song: Music, "Onward, Christian Soldiers!"

(They reach the chancel. The Angels question them in song.)

Song: Music, "Christmas-time Songs and Carols" by Mrs. Crosby Adams (page 10).

Angels (sing):

Choir or Class (sing answer):

(The three Shepherds enter chancel and recite.)

Shepherds:

Angels (sing):

Choir or Class (sing answer):

(The three Kings enter chancel and recite.)

Kings:

Angels (sing):

Choir or Class (sing answer):

(The five little Girls enter chancel.)

First Little Girl (holding up a stocking filled with toys):

Second Little Girl (holding up hood and mittens):

Third Little Girl (holding up doll): I bring a doll.

Fourth Little Girl (holding up toy): I bring a toy.

Fifth Little Girl (holding up stocking):

Third Angel:

(All kneel and sing. Music, "Gaudeamus Igitur." For music see conclusion Noah's Flood.)

(All rise. The Class comes forward and places the stockings in manger. Then all disperse, singing a Christmas carol.)

(At the conclusion, if so desired, a very little child may repeat these lines by Christina Rossetti.)