THE RABBI FROM TARSUS







                         BY PHILLIP GOBLE







                         a dramatic portrayal of  

                         

                         

                         Paul the Apostle







The Rabbi From Tarsus was presented April 27, 1981, at the Van 

Lear in Jerusalem, Israel and was later produced as a VHS Home

Video by Word, Inc, then a subsidiary of ABC-TV.  It was also

published by Tyndale House Publishers, the publishers of the

Living Bible, in Wheaton, Illinois.









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Library of Congress Catalog Card Number 81-50141



ISBN 0-8423-5124-8, paper



Copyright (c) 1981 by Phillip Goble  All rights reserved.



First Printing, August 1981



Printed in the United States of America.















                            PHIL GOBLE







                             presents



                      his single character play







                       THE RABBI FROM TARSUS



                           based on the



                 biblical life of Paul the Apostle







                             FOREWORD



The medium of dramatic entertainment may well be the most

singularly effective communication in our contemporary society. 

For too many years it has spoken with little or no accent to the

glory of G-d.  Now we see that tragic omission being remedied. As

the director of The A.D. Players at Grace Theater in Houston, I

have seen community appetite affirm and encourage this calling.

As the actress who played Corrie Ten Boom in The Hiding Place, I

have seen a G-d-honoring statement presented with excellence, and

have watched it make an impact on the whole world.  As a Bible

believer who loves the theater, I have seen hope for the artist

who yearns to use his craft as a mounting for the jewel of God's

Word.  Highly skilled and intensely dedicated artists such as

James Collier, Tom Key, Tedd Smith, Ken Medema, and a host of

others have also seen this hope realized in their own careers. 

To this "so great a cloud of witnesses" Phil Goble adds his

professionally accredited skills and whole hearted devotion. When

I first met him, I knew little about The Rabbi from Tarsus other

than that Phil had devoted his love and career to this project.

Commercial theater is a demanding as well as rewarding

profession.  Phil had earned a place of security in this fiercely

competitive field.  I knew he must have a tremendous dedication

to take on the disciplines of actor and playwright, as well as to

risk his established career on a venture of faith.  The Rabbi

From Tarsus offers an evening in the theater that speaks to

matters of time and eternity.  The script is emotionally

involving and its accuracy evidences the painstaking care of Phil

Goble's doctoral research.  Phil's training and expertise as an

actor bring a beguiling versatility to his characterization. 

There is comedy woven into this heroic story of Paul.  There is

the gentle thread of pathos as we listen in on the thoughts of

this scholarly apostle.  There is the awesome dynamic of true

drama as we view the mighty Jew brought low by imprisonment and

lifted high by the power of G-d.  And there is the awareness of

commitment's call and its price as we witness the closing hours

of one noble believer who chose to be true to the Messiah unto

death.  I am delighted that Tyndale House has joined with Phil in

bringing to the theater the mighty apostle Paul, the rabbi from

Tarsus.



Jeannette Clift George 



                            CAST



                        OF CHARACTERS



PAUL, 60, the rabbi-apostle from Tarsus



It is winter, A.D. 65 in a dungeon cell in Rome.



                            SYNOPSIS



                            OF SCENE





                            [ACT ONE]



                     Paul's dungeon cell in Rome.



                     A few minutes before dawn.





                            [ACT TWO]

                             

                          

                            The same.



                     A few minutes have passed.











SETTING: Two slimy dark walls form the corner of the cell.  The

same stone covers the ceiling where light streams through a

barred hole and forms the shadow of a slanted cross on the murky

wall.  In the corner of the cell is Paul's eating area, where he

can sit and talk with Luke, who is presumably peering down  at

Paul's solitary confinement from the hole in the ceiling.  In

this corner on the floor against the back wall are a wooden bowl

for water and an old wooden plate containing a dried-looking

piece of bread.  To the left, and nearer to the audience, is an

old basket containing two scrolls and a tentmaker's needle (it

looks like a crochet needle with a wooden handle).  Against the

right wall, there is a short, low, stone bench.  Against the left

wall, there is another seat for Paul, an old box made of wood. 

There is just enough light streaming in from the hole in the

ceiling to illuminate Paul's face when he sits and moves in these

cramped quarters.  



Note: the numbered notes after certain Hebrew words (1,2, etc)

are given in a glossary at the end of the play to help the actor

or director unfamiliar with Hebrew.



                         THE RABBI



                        FROM TARSUS



                         [ACT ONE]

                                                   

                         SCENE ONE



(Lights come up.  Paul is asleep on the floor by the small stone

bench.  He wakes slowly, shivering, yawns, and rises.  He is a

thin, energetic man of sixty, with a wispy, gray moustache and

beard, and shoulder-length gray hair crowned by a full black

yarmulkeh (woven skullcap).  He is wearing an unbelted,

long-sleeved, floor-length tunic that is so filthy and tattered

that he looks more like a leper than an apostle. The ravelings

hanging from the tunic combine with the tzitzit (fringes) on his

old dirty tallit (prayer shawl) to give him the appearance of an

old chassidic beggar. His sandals are worn and his legs, what we

can see of them, are dirty and aged.  He walks with a slight

limp, and a three-foot-long, rusty chain is shackled to his

wrists.  As the old rabbi rises he sings, at first softly, then

with increasing volume.                              

                           PAUL:



(Singing) Beed-vahr Ha-shem shah-mah-yeem nah-ah-soo. By the Word

of the L-rd were the heavens made.  Yeesh-lahch d'vahr-oh

y'veerpah-aim vee-mah-late meen ha-keh-vair.  G-d sent His Word

and healed them and delivered them from the grave.



(Speaking) Luke!  Wake up!                                        

                        (Smiles, shivering)



Boker tov! (1) Did you doze off too, Luke?  Doctors shouldn't

fall asleep on their patients!   But it's morning anyway, isn't

it?  You can't even hear the Roman roosters down here in this

solitary confinement cell!  Doctor, am I getting hard of hearing? 

Speak up!  I said, it is morning, isn't it?  Did Demas bring word

on Nero yet? (Paul empties on the floor the contents of a basket

containing a tentmaker's needle and a couple of scrolls) Yes,

this morning.  Wake up, Luke.  My final hearing is at dawn!       





                    (Pacing, irritated)



I specifically instructed Demas to bring us word on Nero before

the guards come for me!  He told you about Pudens and Claudia,

didn't he?  Their informants are going to try to find out Nero's

private reaction to my first defense speech.  Demas hasn't even

been here since yesterday?



                    (Tired, crossing to sit on the floor)



(Sighing) Lukas, Lukas, Lukas, Lukas, Lukas, Lukas.  ...  you are

a friend who sticks closer than a brother.                        

                 

                    (Picking up harp, laughing)



What fools for G-d we doctors are!  Me a Jewish doctor of the law

of Moses; you a Gentile doctor of the body, Luke!  



(Laughing) I can just see you now, with your most unwomanly,

white beard and this pregnant bulge under your cloak.  It's a

miracle you were able to slip this past the gate.  Did you know

this is genuine algumwood?   Yes.  Like King David's harps in the

Temple.



                     (Playing softly)  



I had a dream last night, about the song I taught Silas at

Philippi fifteen years ago ... and about the earthquake ... when

G-d  rescued us from prison.  Then I woke up ... in prison again. 



(Pause) There's nothing like music to lift your spirits, Luke. 

(Playing) But I don't play just to old Saul ... like King David

did to my ancestor Saul.  I make melodies in my heart to the

L-rd. 

                    (Sniffs, gets up to put the harp down, and    

             moves to sit on an old box against the wall,         

             looking around at his cell with a look that          

is half sardonic, half amused)   

When I was first shown my sumptuous quarters, the pungent smell

made me think some Roman latrine drained down here.  Then slowly

I began to get the picture: This is a Roman latrine! 



(Laughs) Nero, you subtle poet, you!  Are you trying to tell me

something? Here's a line for you:



(Sniffs) Oh, to awake in the morn to the smell of human waste ... 



                    (spotting a rat on the floor) 



and the pitter-patter sound of soft little feet-little

feet--little rats' feet!

                    

                    (Throws a wooden bowl at the rat)  



And this bread they gave me already has a generous supply of...

green mold on it ... which appears to be alive.  The baker

obviously doesn't know whom he's feeding down here ... or maybe

he does.  Luke, I think I'll call this place,

ha-mah-lohn ha-kloom-nee-keem. 



(Laughs) What?  That's Hebrew, Doctor, for the "Hotel Good-For-

Nothing!"



                    (Rises)



The chef should be informed that I am a dignitary who has dined

in the filthiest dungeons in the empire, I am used to the vilest

traif (2) under heaven, and I demand to know if this is the worst

he can do!           



                    (Paul stares at the shadow of the cross on    

             the wall)    

Yet, somehow, L-rd, when I think about you, this dungeon makes a

fitting apostle's scriptorium.  We ARE the scum of the earth!     



(Yawning, moving) Doctor, what did you think of my first trial?   





                    (Crossing to the basket to get his scroll)   

My first trial!  You were awake weren't you?





                    (Stopping and looking up, to the              

                    L-rd:)  



Oi. I ask for a lawyer and you give me a doctor!                  

(To Luke:) Did you notice the puzzled look on Nero's face? for a

twenty-eight-year-old g-d, he certainly doesn't know much about

Judaism!  How do you explain Judaism to a demon-possessed madman?

(Pause) By letter?  Yes, I wish I could.

                    

                    (To Luke:)



What do you suppose he's thinking?  I don't think he does either. 

He's too busy hosting blood baths at the Circus Neronis.  I'm

trying to see the L-rd in this.  Why has G-d made Nero, of all

people, the world's final authority on what is and is not the

true Jewish faith?

                    

                    (Pause, listening to Luke)



I'm not saying that, Luke!  Granted, Judaism is a legally

protected religion.  Caesar is the final judge of the Roman

Supreme Court.  But ... Nero?



                    (Sitting on the bench)



He wouldn't know a good mohel (3) from a bad boil!



(A glimmer of hope) Luke, I've been thinking!  I must have made

SOME impression on  Nero!  Otherwise, why did he send me back

into custody?  Or even  give me another trial this morning?       

             

                    (Pause, listening)  



A mere routine procedure, you think?  I know, but ... (Pause) so

... very shortly, I will either be declared guilty and

be beheaded or the death sentence will be commuted and my life

Will be spared.



                    (Rising and moving like a caged animal)   

But what have I done?  The charges are utterly ridiculous.  What

crime have I committed?  Against the law of Moses?  Or the Jewish

Temple?  Or the Roman government?



                    (Sits on the box, throwing his wooden plate   

                     at the rat under the stone bench)



I put it to my fellow prison rats!  Stop trying to sneak a bite

of my last piece of bread, and answer this question: How about

it, cellmates?  Is the Jewish high priest right?  Do I look like

a treasonable, heretical, rabble-rouser?  Me?  The Apostle Paul?  





                    (Smiling, looking from rat to rat)



What's the verdict, my red-eyed jury?



                    (To himself, his smile fading)



Even these rats know I'm in for more time than they are!  It's

hard to believe, Luke.  For the past eight years, most of

the time, I've been living in prisons. (Reminded) And time is

running short!  We've got to finish that letter to Timothy!  Is

your stylus sharpened, Luke?



                    (Picking up the wooden plate)



And please, Doctor, write legibly!



                    (To the L-rd:)             



I ask for a scribe and you give me a doctor!



                    (Sighing, suddenly deeply moved)



O Timothy, my son!  My son, Timothy!  How I wish you were here! 

You have been like a son to me in all my trials!  How little time

there is, and so much to write you!



                    (Swallowing to speak)



Luke, I have no one like him.  Selfless, full of concern and

loyalty. .. but he's so young!  And timid!  The false teachers

and the troublemakers in Ephesus are violent men.  Alexander the

coppersmith will make a stew pot out of him!  Hashem, (4) Rabbono

shel olam, (5) if I die this morning, is this how I must leave

all the congregations you gave me during my ministry as an

apostle in Ephesus?  To a soft-spoken Jewish man not even

thirty-five years old!  Timothy!  My successor!



                         SCENE TWO



                    (Listening, alarmed)



Who's that coming down the stairs, Luke?

                    

                    (Moving to stand under the hole in the        

             ceiling)   

Demas!  You made it!  Baruch ha-shem! (6) Did you get to speak to

the brothers in Caesar's household?  Yes, Linus too!  And

Eubulus!  Wonderful!  What did Pudens and Claudia say? (Startled)

What?  Nero is toying with what?  Executing me on the grounds ...

that I'm not a Jew?  The chassid of all chassidim (7)--I'm not a

Jew!?!



                    (Suddenly struck with a fit of laughter,      

                     then, with an afterthought of                

                     realization, becoming angry)



Rats!  Rats!  Rats!  So that's what the G-d of this world is

sharpening his teeth on!  Charging me with the crime of inventing

an illegal religion!  How charming!  A foreign superstition! 

Distinct from Judaism!   Without its legal protection by the

Roman law!  So that's what Nero is toying with!



                    (Coming down to the audience with an aside.) 

He knows I can't be made a scapegoat like Simon Peter.  I proved

I was not in Rome last summer at the time of his little fire. 

Wouldn't he love to crucify ME upside-down!   But 1, Saul, have a

Roman name, Paulus, Paul, and civis Romanus sum.  I am a

Roman citizen! 



                    (Pause)



                    (Sitting on the bench)  



                    (suddenly sad, remembering his old friend)  

And old Cephas, Simon Peter bar Jonah, was just an old fisher Jew

from Galilee ... and many of the other believers ... Nero

crucified ... and burned alive ... and threw  to the wild dogs in

the arena ... (Pause) While he acted like some great, blind

Homer, reciting his poetry to the tune of his lyre, declaring his

poems  will live forever.  I doubt if they will live till

Passover!   But Nero is the L-rd of his own life and Caesar is

the L-rd of this evil world.  He's had his belly full of me!  Who

do I think I am-a skinny little rabbi running all over his Roman

Empire proclaiming that someone greater than Nero is L-rd of the

world, the Jewish Messiah!



                    (Moving to the ceiling hole)  



Luke, he probably breaks a lyre string every time he thinks about

me!  He granted me clemency during my first trial!  That was two

years ago when he said he'd never heard of me ... but I sensed

the demon in him knew me well!  Now the Devil has put me in

prison again to test me. Shema Yisrael Adonoi Eloheynoo Adonoi

Echad.  Hear 0 Israel, the L-rd our G-d is one.... And we shall

love him with all our being.  Nero, tell us: Are you the Beast,

the false Messiah from hell, who will kill millions of my Jewish

people at the time of Jacob's trouble, or are we Jews to expect

another?  Luke, what do you think?  



                    (Pause) 



No, that's right, Nero can't be the false Messiah.  The  prophet

Danee-yel (8) did say the false Messiah would defile the  Temple

in Jerusalem, and fat Nero is too lazy to make the trip!   So now

he's toying with the idea of saying I'm not a Jew.  Mozel tov!

(9) "Rabbi" Nero thinks he has found an excuse to circumcise my

head!  I suppose he will put it on a platter with that other

non-Jew, Yochannan ha-maht-beel, John the baptizer!  When that

proud liar Satan lies, he loves to lie big!  And all the little

Neroes of this world believe him in their pride!  Our blind

hearts tell us we are gods, Luke.  But our bowels speak more

truthfully: We are fallen, evil-smelling clay!  Nero, I have no

weapon of this world to fight you.  My only sword is the Word of

G-d!  But he will conquer you, you grasshopper, and you will have

the burial of a donkey!

                    

                    (Sitting on the stone bench)  



But what do I do, L-rd; how do I win this battle?  I've got to

decide.  Do I use these last precious minutes thinking how to

defend my own life before Nero at the trial this morning?  Or

thinking how to defend the believers who are and will be

endangered by this Beast?  If Peter or James had not been

martyred, how would they advise me now?  Luke, everyone's

gone, even my family!  What would my mother say to me now?  My

dear Jewish mother.  She would call me by my Jewish name as she

did when I was a boy and say, "What were you-Saul of Tarsus-the

Pharisee of all Pharisees, the chassid of all chassidim, the

Hebrew of all Hebrews, the rabbi of all rabbis, doing getting

mixed up with a roly-poly band of countrified Galileans

and--worse yet--unkosher Gentiles." (Oy vay!) My dear

mother would have jumped out of her grave to think that such a

thing could happen to a nice Jewish boy at the feet of Gam'liel! 

And my father!  My Jewish father!  He paid the great Rabbi

Gam'liel, successor to the immortal Hillel, to make me a rabbi!   

                    (Standing)  



My father would have demanded a refund!  I can hear him now! 

"Gam'liel, Sham'liel!  I sent him down a Jew, he sends me back a

goy! (10) Such a bargain!"



                    (Sitting down)  



Luke, now my only Father is in heaven.  And my only counselor is

his Word and his Spirit.  Nearly all my disciples are deserting

me. With death closing in on me, everyone fears for his own life.

Now I am avoided as a disease, by the very ones who used to

admire me, those chassidim with the koh-hain ha-gah-dohl, the

high priest, who has forced me to live apart, as unclean, a meen,

(11) a meshumad, (12) a traitor to my people, the supreme

apostate, they say, of Judaism.  So here I sit, like an owl among

the ruins of a long, hard ministry.



                    (Rising, moving to the hole)                  

                 



                         SCENE THREE



Demas!  Luke!  What should I do?  Work on my defense speech?  And

try to win the praises of men?  Or of G-d?  How shall I win the

praises-- ha Y'hoo-dim (13)--the Jews of men!  From the world's

point of  view, I am a fool!  I want you men to know, I could

have been a sought-after rabbi, a talmeed chah-chahm, (14)

happily married, the father of numerous doting children, the head

of my rich father's tentmaking firm in Tarsus!   Praised

by everyone!  As my enemies want so badly to be!  And many

so-called believers, too!  Instead, what kind of life have I

known?  Demas, I want you especially to listen to me now, because

the L-rd wants to use you and Luke, but you do not know my manner

of life.   Demas, I want you to go warn the Congregation here in

Rome, because they don't either!  Some of them love the praise of

men, and are becoming arrogant, especially toward my people

Israel.  They must be exhorted: Ha-Yeshua min ha-y'hoo-deem hee,

salvation is from the Jews!  They must understand!  Why have I

suffered all my life?  For the sake of  God's chosen!  But some

of these Roman congregants think they are so spiritually rich and

superior!  Some of them are poor and blind and won't lift a

finger to help my Jewish people.  They have forgotten that the

godly people must fight to serve the L-rd and his people in an

evil world.  Demas, will you promise me you will exhort the Roman

congregation to help my people Israel? All right--now listen,

Demas, because you weren't with us.  In all my thirty years of

ministry, I never tried to win the praise of men. I've been

imprisoned many times.  I've been flogged often, and severely. 

I've been exposed to death again and again.  Five times my

preaching in the synagogues cost me the forty lashes minus one

from my own people.  Three times I was beaten with rods, once I

was stoned, four times I was shipwrecked.  I spent a night and a

day  in the open sea.  I have been constantly on the move.  I

have been in danger from  rivers, in danger from bandits, in

danger from my own people, in  danger from Gentiles, in danger in

the city, in danger in the country, in danger at sea, and in

danger from false believers.            



                    (Picking up his tentmaker's needle)           



I have labored and toiled with my tentmaker's needle, a weaver of

tents, paying my own way, being a burden to no one, often going

without sleep, I have known hunger and thirst and have gone

without food; even now it is winter and I am without a warm

cloak.  Besides everything else, I face daily, the pressure of

the tsuris (15) of  all the congregations I have helped establish

throughout the world.  And what has all this gotten me?  The

praises of men?  Some praise I get from many of the so-called

"believers" sitting daintily now in the very congregations I

risked my neck to establish.                        



                    (Sitting on the box)  



They say I'm nothing but a weakling, an arrogant writer but a

yes-man in person; they say I do suspicious things with my hands

(like earn  a living!).  They say I take no money because I'm not

worth any!  It's true!  I'm a real road bandit!  I rob whole

congregations of the privilege of paying me a salary!  Forgive

me!           



                    (Laughing, standing, then sitting             

                    again)  



These heroes of criticism have more!  They say my preaching is

useless, my personal charisma is nonexistent.  I change my mind

impulsively.  They say that I'm not Jewish enough when I should

be more Jewish, but, on the other hand, I'm altogether too Jewish

when it's not called for(?)  They say I will die and my name will

perish, my message will get nowhere, I'm spiteful, money-hungry,

carnal, meshuggah (16) I hate women, and I am crazy.  Luke, other

than that, they have the highest admiration for me!  So what do I

do?  I've got to make a decision. 



                    (Listening)   



                    (Pause) 



Yes, Luke, I knew you were going to say that: Yes, spend

time working on my defense before Nero because it's my

last opportunity and, besides John, I'm the only living apostle. 

But, what does the  L-rd say? 



                    (Looking at one of his scrolls and reading)  

"Seek first the kingdom of God" and his interests, not the

interests of self, and what is the  promise?  We will be taken

before kings and governors on account of G-d, but  G-d will give

us the words to say!



                    (Rising, pacing excitedly)  



Men, I've got it!  I've got it!  I've got it!  I've made a

decision and the L-rd is giving me a plan ... to protect the

brethren!  A narrative must be written, a history!  My legal

brief before Nero must be baptized into a theological apologetic,

a defense of the faith to protect the Lord's people all over the

world ... until he comes!  Also, Demas, I want to share with both

of you the Lord's  world strategy.  You two will continue it for

me if I'm executed.



                    (Pause.  Moving to the ceiling hole)    Demas

what?  He slipped out? Demas left? When? After the third beating

with rods?  He left?  When is he coming back?  But I wasn't

finished yet!  Nobody listens to us!  Nobody cares if the world

goes to hell!  We're losing our strategic thrust around the

world.  You men may have to take over my work, and he can't even

sit still long enough to listen to it, much less do it!  You mean

all this time I've been wasting my breath? (Sigh)               

                  (Dropping to the floor, picking up bowls to     

           put them in the basket)   

Luke, I wanted Demas to hear about the Lord's work, what the L-rd

has been showing me, how the people of G-d must be gathered all

over the world and if possible, protected against Nero and false

teachers, and warned about the false Messiah who's coming!  Look

on the floor, Luke.  I guess you'll have to write it: the  life

of the Messiah and the Acts of the Holy Spirit!  I'll explain ...

let this be the world...in bondage to deep darkness and evil.     

              

                    (Placing basket to his right)  



Here's Israel and her King the Messiah, the light of the world. 

Here's where I spread the light, establishing congregations ...   

             



                    (Laying plates and objects down for           

                    places on the "map")  



in Galatia, Macedonia, Greece, Asia Minor. Here's the light

shining from Israel to Rome.  But now the Prince of Darkness is

coming, who hates the light and the Jews.  He will try to make it

illegal for us Jews even to live!  Even to be called Jews!        

                  (Rising, pacing)  





Luke, here's my plan!  The L-rd wants you to write a narrative

(there's no time for me to write it) ... a history--however the

Spirit of G-d leads you.  Start with the life of the Moshiach. 

Show how he was a loyal Jew  falsely accused of being a

revolutionary and a subversive against the Roman government, who

killed him.  Then tell how the movement began ... strictly Jewish

... and how it spread ... from the Temple ... (and indirectly

from my persecutions as I drove the believers out of Israel).

Luke, this is important: There is a talmudic saying, "Even a Jew 

who sins is still a Jew."  So explain how--from anyone's

estimate--both before and after I came to faith, I was still a

Jew --taking increasingly dangerous trips to Jerusalem to prove,

even if the proof cost me my life, that I was still in fact a

Temple-attending, synagogue-preaching, Israel-loyal rabbi who

never taught our people not to keep our customs!  Show that

wherever I as a rabbi preached, the Gentiles turned from

idolatry, and only the unbelievers caused trouble ... like they

did when they tried to kill me in Ephesus because of the shemah,

(17) saying,  



                    (Paul affects a "country" or "hill-billy"     

             accent)  

"This rabbi is bad for the idol-making business!"  But Luke, you

record the historical truth, that whenever I went before a SANE

Roman leader in government (whether it was Sergio Paulus in

Cyprus, or the magistrates in Philippi, or Gaileo in Corinth, or

Governors Felix or Festus in Caesarea, or even King Agrippa in

Israel) whenever I went before a government leader, I was

regarded as a Jew and my religion as Jewish and legal.  So if

Nero IS toying with the idea of killing me because I'm no longer

a Jew, he is toying with a lie from hell!  Who is a bigger liar

than the man who says one cannot be a Jew if he believes in the

Moshiach?  What does one have to do to become a Jew, by his

majesty Nero's definition?  Reject Nero's rival, the Messiah, as

the true  L-rd of the world, of course!  If that's the definition

of the word "Jew" then 1, Saul of Tarsus, was more Jewish than

anybody!  Who ever rejected the carpenter from Nazareth as

Adoneinu (18) more than the tentmaker from Tarsus?  Does anyone

honestly think that I don't know all the high priest's arguments? 

All the reasons he's giving Nero not to protect me because my

religion supposedly isn't Jewish!  I invented most of those

reasons myself to prove the followers of the Nazarene weren't

really Jewish.  Luke, who do you suppose was the high priest's

chief prosecutor of these Moshiach-following Jews?  You're

looking at him.  Are you taking notes, Luke?                      



















                         SCENE FOUR 



                    Sitting on the box, growing increasingly      

             sleepy)    

Now Stephen, as you know, was a rabbi because he had a following. 

He also became an apostle. (He saw the L-rd!) Stephen was an

early leader and so-called wonder-worker of the sect (I thought

it was a heretical cult).  Put in the narrative that they were

not called Christianoi, Christians, until much later, and that by

ignorant outsiders, who counted more Greek than Jewish heads in

the congregation at Antioch, which--so what?--is a Roman city

with more Gentiles than Jews!  But start fifteen years before

that when there were no Gentiles in the movement, when I was

already a young preaching rabbi, endeavoring to make a name for

myself at the Synagogue of the Freedmen!  I preached about the

Messiah, that he would be the Holy One and that he would bring

peace to Israel and the nations!  But not like these followers of

the Nazarene!  They were proclaiming a crucified dead man to be

the Messiah!  And they tried to prove that he was alive at the

right hand of G-d by the eyewitness testimony of five hundred of

his former followers, who claimed to have seen him alive from the

dead.  But an "ahm ha-aretz" witness?  People of the land?  Many

of these so-called "eyewitnesses" I saw as country yokels,

unschooled ignoramuses.  Ignoramusi?  Luke, what's the Latin

plural of ignoramus?  What do you mean, "How should you know?"

This is Rome!  And what's a doctor without Latin!  Anyway, the

Torah says that any man who is hanged on a tree is accursed by

G-d, damned by G-d, cut off.  But the Moshiach, (19) blessed be

he, the Messiah, was to be the Holy One  from G-d.  And how could

the Holy One of Israel be the Accursed One of Golgotha? (20) It

was a contradiction in terms; it was foolishness to me.  As a

chasid, a Pharisee, I perceived this movement as a dangerously

growing cult, enticing ignorant Jews away from Judaism.



                    (Rising, moving down to the stone bench)  So

one day, Luke, I confronted Stephen in front of the Synagogue of

the Freedmen.  I said, "Stephen, you are no longer a Jew!  You

are destroying many of our people, leading them to believe in a

false g-d--an idol you have shaped in the form of man!"  



He called me by my Hebrew name.  



He said, "Sha'ul, Saul, G-d has proven the Messiah is the divine

Word he sent.  



How?  



"By raising him from the dead."  



Stephen, I am a Jew.  I believe in only one G-d!  



"The Father and his divine Word ARE one, echad.  There is but one 

G-d who has but one Word, who became the Messiah."



Now be reasonable, Stephen.  Can anything good come out of

Galilee?  Who WAS this nobody from Nazareth?  He was a

know-nothing, a law- breaker!  He broke the Torah by driving

demons into innocent pigs!  



"Saul, have you ever met an innocent pig?"  



Stephen, have you no compassion for animals?  



"I have more for a crucified Messiah who loved me!"  



This Nazarene was a mamzer (21) who worked his magic by occult

powers!  



"Saul, he said he did only what he saw his Father doing, and only

in the power of the Ruach HaKodesh, the Holy Spirit!"  



He was a Samaritan with a deviant Judaism that is no Judaism at

all!  



"Saul, he came to bring what Judaism promised--the bodily

resurrection of the dead!"  



Then why isn't everyone raised bodily from the dead?  



"Because those who hear and believe must first be raised

spiritually from death to life."         



                    (Pause-Paul moves to the ceiling              

             hole)   

Luke, I was totally blind to what he was talking about.  I was

speaking only about external religion.           



(Back to Stephen:)  Answer this, Stephen.  If this Nazarene is

the Prince of Peace, then where is the yah-meem shel Mashiach,

the days of the Messiah, with all the  world peace the prophets

said the Messiah would bring?  



"Saul, he did not promise peace to a world that rejects him!"  

Just where is he, anyway?  The prophets said he's supposed to be

sitting on David's throne!  I don't see him!  



"That's because you're blind to the Kingdom of G-d!  And to the

Word of G-d, who is King and will one day be your judge.  Where's

your faith, rabbi?"           



                    (Crossing to the stone bench)   



My faith is in the law of Moses!  Toraht Moshe Torah

min Ha-shah-mah-yeem.  The law of Moses is the Torah from heaven! 



"But, Saul, in the law of Moses, what does the Word of G-d

demand?  What's the legal penalty of justice so that no evil goes

unpunished?"  



Death, of course.  You know that, Stephen.  It is the curse of

transgressing the law.  



"Correct, Saul.  And when the word of G-d who came in the law of

Moses finally came in the Messiah, what did he offer as justice

and mercy for all transgressors?  His death, Saul, of course!  He

turned aside his Father's holy fury against all our ungodliness. 

He took the penalty of death for us.  When he said, "My G-d, why

have you abandoned me?" He was G-d's righteous Word taking our

curse of abandonment from G-d--the curse of hell--upon himself to

rescue  us from the punishment we all deserve.  He did this so

that all who believe can be raised to a new spiritual existence

with him."                     



                    (Sitting on the stone bench)  



Stephen, you are talking like a Greek philosopher!  



"I am taking like Moses, King David, Jeremiah, and Ezekiel, who

all said the same thing!  We must be cut free and raised up from

the downward pull of evil by an inward circumcision of the Holy

Spirit!"                             



                    (Standing)  



Your Messiah is a Haman!  You've taken a man and turned him into

an accursed male idol!  Stephen, I have a question for you!  Did

the prophet say, "Whoever calls on the name of a male idol will

be saved from God's judgment?" No, he said, "Whoever calls on the

name of the L-rd!" Jews do not worship men!  You are no longer a

Jew!



                    (Pause.  Sitting triumphantly)  



"Saul, we Jews worship G-d through his Word, which is the way to 

G-d!  And his Word became the Moshiach who is the only way to 

G-d!"            



                    (Jumping up, grabbing the tent                

             needle)   

(Screaming) He was the devil!  In the pride of his heart, this

devil has said, `I am a G-d and will sit on the throne of a G-d!' 

But this Nazarene was a blaspheming man and not a G-d, and if I

had it in my power, I myself would have driven my tent needles

into his hands and feet!



"He was wounded for our transgressions, Saul."



That prophecy is talking about Israel!



"Can Israel die for Israel, Saul?  Every man must die for his own 

sins!"





That's right, Stephen.  I must die for me!  Not some mediator! 

No mere man can die for another man!



"But he was no mere man, Saul!  The prophet said, "Unto us a son

is born, and his name shall be called Mighty G-d, in Hebrew, El

Gee-bor!"



You're interpreting Isaiah literally!



"Because the Messiah was literally seen alive from the tomb!" His

disciples stole the body!



                    (Stephen begins to speak very rapidly which   

             crescendoes in Saul's scream at the end of           

      this speech)   

"Saul, he fulfilled what was foretold about him in the law and

the prophets.  He was born in Bethlehem, as was predicted, of the

tribe of Judah, of the house of David, as was predicted, He

healed the sick, cleansed the lepers, gave sight to the blind, as

was predicted.  He was betrayed by a friend, sold for thirty

pieces of silver, pierced in his hands and feet, yet his body did

not decay, as was predicted!  Prophecy after prophecy he

fulfilled-"           



                    (Saul is screaming, his fingers in his        

             ears) 

So he got lucky, now shut up Stephen!  Shekit! (22)               

                

                         SCENE FIVE



                    (Quietly, to Luke:)



Luke, no mere man could ever change me.  My rabbi who ordained me

as a rabbi, Rabban Gam'liel, tried to reason with me: `Saul,

leave these Jewish men alone!  If their activity is of human

origin it will utterly  fail, like the followings of so many

false messiahs.  But, if it is from G-d, you, Saul, will not be

able to stop these Jews; you will only find yourself

fighting against G-d!'  



I disagreed with my rabbi, and I was ready for a fight!  They

were gaining an enormous number of adherents!  In fact, there

were more of them than us; there were only six thousand

Pharisees.  We were the Jews of the strictly orthodox persuasion,

and I was sure that we were right and they were wrong, these

Moshiach-following Jews, these Jews who proclaim the Messiah. 

Now this was no small matter, because the law of Moses commands

that if any Jew tries to entice another Jew to worship another

G-d other than the G-d of Israel, that person must be stoned; he

must be put to death.  For he is worse than one who destroys

Jewish bodies, he destroys Jewish souls by leading them away from

the true G-d and into hell.  All this happened shortly before

Stephen was arrested and put on trial for heresy before the

Supreme Court of Israel.  I can still see him, standing there

before the Sanhedrin, with what appeared to me at the time to be

the most brazen defiance and disrespect I had ever witnessed.   

Immediately, Stephen stood up before the Supreme Court of Israel: 



                    (Stepping out toward the audience, picking up 

                   the basket, Saul assumes the persona of        

            Stephen, as Saul remembers...) 

"You who say that I, Stephen, am no longer a Jew, you are no more

Jews than Herod!  Herod has turned the Jewish Temple into a

golden calf for you but the Messiah is breaking camp!  To lead

the true Jews out to the world!  To build a house of prayer for

all  peoples!  The G-d of Israel is on the move!  But you're

fighting G-d!  Like our fathers fought Joseph!  Even though G-d

wanted to use Joseph!   G-d wanted to make Joseph a worthy vessel

to feed bread to the whole world!  But our fathers tried to kill

him like they almost stoned Moses.   



"Do you think G-d wants to languish here with you and your

religious pageantry?



"Do you think Israel is the only nation G-d loves?  It's time to

disciple the Gentiles!  But all you know is religion!  You know

nothing about God's suffering love for the world!



"Six hundred years ago, Jeremiah stood where I'm standing and

Jeremiah prophesied against our fathers and their Temple.  They

tried to kill him as you are trying to kill me!  But G-d

fulfilled his word and that Temple was destroyed!



"You blind guides!  Hypocrites!  You are trying to ignore the

Messiah's sacrifice and go on with the business of religion as

usual!  But I have a word from the L-rd for you!  Your temple,

your priesthood, your sacrifices are on the way out!  But the

body of G-d's sacrifice and priest, the Messiah, the temple of

his Spirit, although it has been torn down by men, has already

been raised up forever by the G-d of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.   

"Now the isles are waiting for his torah, his teaching!  We Jews

have been given a new commission: And it is later than we think! 

The new Adam of the new humanity of the new age is already bodily

alive!  The new wine of the Holy Spirit, which Moses and Joshua

tasted, is already being poured out on the whole world!  We are a

nation of priests!  And G-d is commanding us to proclaim the Good

News to all the nations!  "But you, you are totally blind, mere

religious functionaries, devoid of the Spirit.  You Sadducees! 

You love to call King David and Daniel liars by denying the

resurrection!  You love to say, `When you're dead, you're dead!'

You Sadducees should know, you've already BEEN dead for

generations!  "And you Pharisees, who love to nullify the Word of

G-d with your oral traditions!  You think even G-d doesn't know

as much about religion as you do!  "You are all leading our

people to destruction!  "If you defy these words, which are not

mine but God's, given long ago by his holy prophets and today by

his holy apostles, then you are unregenerate goyim, you are

heathen at heart, pagan hypocrites, masquerading as Jews, and you

will be thrown headlong into the lake of fire because you

always resist God's Word and kill his holy messengers!"

(Paul cuts Stephen off with a muted scream)  Aaaaiiiii!  Luke we

wanted to kill him.  We wanted to beat Stephen's brains out!  As

one man we leaped from our seats and we dragged him out of the

Sanhedrin and through the streets of Jerusalem and we tossed him

as a blood-splattered mass of wounds into a stone pit.            

                 (Paul panting, exhausted)



And don't say that I experienced a pang of guilt as Stephen bowed

his head to pray and then looked up and cried out, "I see the Son

of Man standing at the right hand of G-d!  L-rd, do not hold this

sin against them!"   At that moment I felt no compassion, Luke! 

I wouldn't have cared if he had sprouted angel wings and started

to fly!  I wanted him dead!                          



                    (Listening to Luke)



Why?  Why, Luke?  How can you say, why, Luke?  Because one of us

was dead wrong and I was sure it wasn't going to be me!  But be

informed about this.  I have never been ridden with guilt.  All

my life I have always served my G-d with a clear conscience and a

sincere heart, as my ancestors did, who were rabbis before me.

Recently, it is true, that a accusing thought has come to me,

along with a thorn in the flesh as a messenger of Satan, saying,

"Aha! What you did to Stephen is now being done to you!   The

persecutor is now the persecuted, the executioner is now the

victim!  For, as it is written, 'Anyone who does wrong will be

repaid for his wrong and there is no favoritism!  Not for Moses,

not for King David, not for Saul!' "But, Luke, I walk by faith,

not by appearances.  By faith I've been taken out of G-d's

condemnation.  G-d is for me.  Nothing can separate me from his

love!  Be clear about that.  You see, Luke, at the time, not

feeling guilty at all, I saw it as my solemn Jewish duty to go to

Caiapha, the Kohain Ha-gah-dohl, the high priest.  I received

permission to organize, as his informal prosecutor of

these messianic Jews, a corps of rabbis and Temple guards.  They

went with me to disrupt their messianic synagogue services and

house meetings to teach them a lesson against heresy they

wouldn't forget.  There were too many of them to stone them all,

but I was sure we could at least frighten them into their senses. 

For this purpose, I procured an ugly-looking whip that could cut

through human flesh like a knife.   Through certain infiltrating

spies and informants, I was alerted every week of their secret

meeting places so that I could...  



                    (at this point Paul leaps off of the stage    

                and begins going  through the audience            

        menacing people along the aisles with a                   

 scroll he has  transformed into a whip) 

...burst in upon them by surprise, smash up their homes, lash at 

their screaming women and children, beat their men half to death,

knocking out teeth, ripping off clothes, kicking in their faces

till the blood  poured, throwing them into the Temple prison

until they decided whether they wanted to recant their

blasphemous heresy or join Stephen at the stoning pit.  That's

how it came about, Luke, that I, Saul of Tarsus, the

Pharisee, the chassid, the rabbi, became known to these

Moshiach-following Jews as the angel of death.



                         END OF ACT ONE                           

                                       

                         [ACT TWO]                                

                                                   



                         SCENE ONE   



I'll never forget this one beautiful Messianic Jewish girl we

arrested, Luke. (This is not for the record.) She had long,

lovely black hair and the softest eyes.  But what infuriated me

was, that, when we burst into her house, tearing up the

furniture, instead of screaming like the other Messianic Jewish

women, she was standing in the back, moving her lips,

speaking calmly to someone but staring at me.   There was too

much noise in the room to hear what she was saying, I had to

press close to her face...(embarrassed) to hear, you understand.

(Oy!  She was praying for my soul in the name of this dead

Nazarene!) I was filled with rage to see her beautiful Jewish

mind poisoned like the rest.  I shook her to make her blaspheme

his name and shouted, "Yeshua chey-rem ah-lay-chah (24)--say it!"

She prayed louder, defying me!  Suddenly the room became deathly

still while everyone paused from tearing up the furniture to

listen to this beautiful Jewish girl praying at the top of her

lungs for the Nazarene to save my soul.   I was embarrassed

beyond words.  I shook her and someone dragged her off to be

locked up with the others... Luke, if I had taken time to take a

wife,   



                    (we can tell that Paul was smitten by the way 

                   he speaks about this)



as my rich father was insisting, since I was an ordained rabbi

headed for possible membership in the Sanhedrin, and Luke, if she

and I had met under --how shall I say it?-- different

circumstances, I might have allowed myself to feel an attraction

for her,                 



                    (Paul collapses on the stone bench, clasping  

                  harp to bosom)                                  

      

                         SCENE TWO  



Luke, never become a religious fanatic!  Doctors are hard enough

to deal with as it is!  Who were you talking to just now?   What

did the guard want?  (Pause) I'm terribly sorry I'm making too

much noise.  Let him go sharpen his sword!  There's nothing worse

than being hit on the neck with a dull sword!

                     

                    (Pulling at his hair)  



They won't even let me have a knife down here to cut my hair.  I

look like Samson, without the muscles.                            



                    (Scratching)



I'd give anything for one warm bath.  I'm reminded of that couple

we spoke to in Philippi, Luke.  Do you remember?  They both had

leprosy and she was blind.  They were beggars, sitting on a dung

hill by the city gate.  Remember, they seemed anxious to meet us

until they found out we had no money.  Then the man became

preoccupied with himself-, he was pulling off these horrible

pieces of skin from under his rags, rolling  them up into neat

little balls, examining them with the greatest interest, then

tossing them carelessly over his shoulder.  Do you remember that,

Luke?  Then finally you said, "Excuse me, I'm Dr. Luke.  I'd like

you to meet 



                    (affecting a British accent)



'the Apostle Paul.' That's how you said it--'the Apostle

 Paul!'  He said, "Leave me alone.  I'm working on something."    

      

                    (Paul is mimicking the leper as he peels off  

                    and rolls up a piece of skin)



"We see that!" (Do you remember Luke, we were watching with 

fascination the arc of each piece of--what shall we call

it--debris?-as it sailed through the air.)  You said to him,

"But, sir, are you really THAT busy?  You're here all day as a

beggar and a leper.  Mind you, we are all beggars, we're all

lepers in the sight of G-d, since everything--even life

itself--is a gift and we all need to be cleansed from evil. So

why spend all your time picking at yourself?  Won't you let us

help you?"                     



                    (Sitting on the stone bench)



"I don't need religion!"  Luke, you became exasperated.  "We're

not talking about mere religion, we're talking about

righteousness.  It's a gift.  You're a eggar.  Take it! You're a

leper.  Don't you want to be cleansed?"  "I'm a good person.  Who

did I ever hurt?  I never hurt anyone in my life!" (And with

that, he threw a ball of himself over his shoulder and it landed

on the top of his blind wife's head.)  Finally our hearts went

out to this sweet little lady with the pile of her husband's

debris on the top of her head.  You went to her, Luke, and you

said, "We realize you're blind, ma'am, but if you'll let us lead

you, we'll take you to where the Apostle Paul teaches at Lydia's

house in Philippi.  You're such a sweet little lady, we know

you'll enjoy it.  Now how about it?  I'm Doctor Luke.  This is

the Apostle Paul. How would you enjoy a gathering for the study

of the Torah?"  "How would you like me to spit in your eye,

creep-o?"                            



                    (Paul smiles)



I've never seen you at such a loss for words!  Whenever I feel

sad, I think about the expression on your face and get happy all

over again!  



                    (Paul laughs)



You might have said what our prophets have declared, "All  our

own tzidkoteinu, righteousness, is like leprosy rags; but God's

people will be credited with God's righteousness because they

live by faith, by loving, loyal, sacrificial trust in G-d."       

                     



                    (Paul rises)



Luke, that was fifteen years ago.  I pray that that couple woke 

up.  That was my problem, Luke.  I needed to wake up to what time

it was.  It was later than I thought.                 

                    (Looking up into the ceiling hole)



Now some of this you know, some you don't.  But make one thing

clear in your apologetic, whether Nero or any of my other critics

understands it or not: I did not change my religion!  I changed

my time reference and G-d changed my heart.  But, wait, my

critics say.  Who cares about your heart, Paul?  Or your life? 

Other rabbis have been defrocked, other Jews have been

excommunicated.  Of what moment, Paul, is your incessant

teaching, your endless sermons?  What great battle rages in the

trial of my life?  What is at stake here, Luke?  What am I

fighting for?  Only the salvation of Israel and the

world--nothing more.  And if the issue of this conflict is of no

import, where is there any weighty drama?  "Eat, drink, and be

merry, for tomorrow we die." And if  what I attest about the

Nazarene is not the truth, then we, his suffering servants, are

of all men most tragically, pitifully naive, and the hope of

Israel is dead.



                                                                  

                    SCENE THREE



But here is what happened.  I had received reliable information

that there was a stubborn nest of these Jewish heretics in the

synagogues of Damascus.  I went to the High Priest Caiapha and

obtained from him general letters of extradition, so that if I

found any of this messianic sect in Damascus, whether Jewish men

or women, I could arrest them and bring them back as prisoners to

Jerusalem.  The journey from Jerusalem took us six days on

horseback.  The other Jerusalem rabbis and the Temple guards and

I had just crossed the desert from the Galilee. We were

approaching Damascus.  It was about noon.  



(Pause) The sun was high in a clear blue sky, as clear as heaven. 

Then, suddenly my ears were filled with a sound like a mighty

rushing wind ... and then ... a second sun up in the sky blasted

down on us from nowhere, lighting up everything like a consuming

fire.  At first, I couldn't fathom what my eyes were showing me. 

I was seeing what Mary Magdalene and Peter and five hundred

others had seen three years before.  Young as I was, the Devar

Adonoi, the Word of the L-rd, who came to Moses in the burning

bush, was coming toward me, Luke, revealing himself to me.  In

the east, as in the dawn of time, a figure like a man, fire all

around him, his eyes sorrowful and dark, his voice like the sound

of rushing waters.  He spoke to me in the language of the

Hebrews: "Sha'ul, Saul, why are you persecuting me?"              



The glory in his face was brighter than the sun, like the glory

of G-d, blazing around me in heavenly splendor.  I had fallen off

my horse and was too frightened to move.  I said, "Who are you,

L-rd?"  And in the language of the Hebrews, the voice came from

out of the fire: "I am Yehoshua, Yeshua of Nazareth: I am sending

you as a light, my light to the Gentiles. 



(Pause) Yah-ehr Ah-doh-noi pah-nav ee-leh-chah vee-choo-nehchah.  

The L-rd made his face shine upon me and was gracious to me.

(Pause)  The L-rd was in his heavenly Temple; let all the earth

be silent before him. (Pause) I sat overwhelmed, my eyes in total

glare from the excess  of light.  I found out later that the

other rabbis did see something and heard something as well, but

were not clear on what it was.           



                    (Moving to sit on the stone bench)



I was led blind by the rabbis and Temple guards into Damascus to

the house of Judas, on the street called Straight, where

arrangements had already been made for me to lodge the night. 

Had it literally dawned on me that I was blind to the will of

G-d?  Or had I hallucinated?  I prayed and fasted for three days,

asking G-d to give me physical and spiritual sight .... I

remembered how I prayed:  "God of Israel, have I been missing the

true way of biblical Judaism?  Have I been leaning on my own

understanding?  Rather than acknowledging your will?  Have I been

leaning on my own righteousness rather than receiving your

righteous Word the Moshiach?  And this Nazarene, I have  heard of

him and now my eyes have seen him.  Therefore, I abhor what I 

have done and with deep conviction, teshuvah, I turn to you for

forgiveness of sin, not only for what I have done, but for what I

am, even in my religiousity.  I am a Jew and I am going to die a

Jew, but show me the truth, and I'll do it.



                    (Rising, crossing to the wall)



And, do you know something, Luke, at that exact moment, the L-rd

answered my prayer.  Because there was a man in Damascus,

probably the only man I would have listened to, because he was a

deeply religious Jew.  He believed in this Messiah, though.  His

name was Ananias, and the L-rd appeared to him, too, and he too

became an apostle when the L-rd said to him:



                    (Paul stands motionless against the wall,     

             taking on the persona of Moshiach speaking           

             to Ananias) 

"Ananias!" 



"Yes, L-rd."



"I have something I want you to do."



"Oh, yes, L-rd.  I'm your servant.  I'll do anything.  What is it

that you require?"



"I have someone I want you to go minister to and pray with."

"Gladly, L-rd.  I'll pray with anyone in Damascus.  Who is he?"

"The man named Saul who's come down here to arrest you and kill 

you."



                    ("Ananias" swallows hard)



"Oh, him, L-rd. (Long pause) Well, L-rd, I'm awfully busy.  Does

that have to be done today?"  "Today."  "Well, L-rd.  You know

why he's come here ... to throw the whole  lot of us messianic

Jews in prison.  He's one of the chassidim.   What can I possibly

tell him?"  "Ananias."  "Yes, L-rd."  "Just tell him I said to

evangelize the whole world."  "I beg your pardon." "Today."  

"Today? 



                    (Pause.  Suddenly sours) 



The goyim?  Tell one of... the  chasidim? ... to go to the goyim

...today?"  And when Ananias came to me, he gave me the precise

message from the Messiah that I had heard on the Damascus road,

though I had told no one.  The message was, "Go to the Gentiles." 



                    (Moving to sit on the bench)



And, you know, Luke, as soon as Ananias placed his hands on me

and prayed for my sight, something like scales, little

cataract-like tissues, fell from my eyes into my fingers, and I

could see.  I looked at these two pieces of tissue and I realized

that the Yah-moht Ha-moh-she-ach, the age of the Messiah, had

begun, the Son of the new heavens and the new earth was already

shining, the first man was bodily alive from the tomb, and I had

received the same Spirit that Joshua, Caleb, Elijah, and all the

others had received, the Spirit of the New Holy Age.  I had been

born into a new spiritual existence, I had become a bria

chadasha, a new creation!  Suddenly it was revealed to me what

had been hidden in the Scriptures but had been there all along:

That in Abraham and the Jews, G-d intended to bless equally all

peoples of the world through faith in the Messiah, through this

Messiah, alive from the dead.                                     

              (Rising)



Now, let me pause to clear up one thing, Luke.  For the benefit

of the scoffers you must refute.  What exactly made me switch ...

not religions, but vocations, from that of persecutor to that of

advocate and apostle?  What was the problem, Doctor?  Are the

scoffers right?  Was it really a mere cause of sunstroke? 

Nervous collapse?  Hallucination?  Guilt catharsis?  "What is

truth for you, Saul, is not truth for me," they say.  "There are

natural explanations for everything."





                         SCENE FOUR            



                    (Paul reclines on the stone bench like a man  

                  talking to his psychiatrist)  

Yes, yes, Doctor.  Here is the natural explanation.  One day, on

the road to Damascus, while I tried to enforce the law of Moses,

piously serving my G-d with all my heart, 1--the arrestor--was

arrested ... by a naive superstition.  Quite naturally, a meteor

just happened to blaze across the sky.  At the very same time, it

just happened to thunder, so that the other rabbis quite

naturally did see and hear something.  At the very same

time--clumsy shlemiel that I am--I just happened to fall off my

horse. And at the very same time, I just happened to hallucinate

with a nightmare vision, complete with face, fire, and voice,

that just happened to be my enemy, who just happened to want me

to go to work for him! Among the people who just happened to be

my enemies -the Goyim, the Gentiles.  And at the very same time,

I just happened to have tissues form over both my eyes with a

purely accidental case of coincidental cataracts!                 



                    (Rising) 



Yes, Doctor, there are natural explanations for everything, if

one has enough bad blind faith to go his own way. (Many like Nero

are  lords of their own lives who want to go their own way, even

if it  may lead to hell.) But, Luke, I had to trust G-d, and like

any  other disciple, take a step of faith into the mikveh waters

of repentance immersion and into the Damascus synagogue.          

          

                    (Stepping up on the bench)



There, with my eyes seeing clearly again, and with the mouths of

my companions, the other Jerusalem rabbis, failing wide open, I

stood up at the bimah and I preached a new rabbi's serrnon, one

that I would preach in synagogues all over the world for the next

thirty years. 



"My Jewish brothers, and you Gentile G-dfearers there in the back

of the shul, listen to me.  G-d can make Jews out of anyone, even

a Gentile like Ruth, if we have her pilgrim faith.  I now have

that faith!  I tried to curse these Jews who believe in the

Nazarene, but G-d has brought me to a point where I can do

nothing but bless them!

                         

                    (Stepping down)



"Brothers, I have good news!  The Word that promised life through 

Moses and the prophets has destroyed death and brought

immortality to  light through the Messiah!  I know!  I personally

saw the Word alive!   This same Word will appear again at the end

of this wicked age to judge all men.  Therefore, turn from this

dying world and come eternally alive to  the new Holy age that's

already dawning.  Join my people Israel who by faith looked for

him before he came.  Join them by living for him now that  he's

here. Believe the Besuras haGeulah, the Good News of Redemption!" 

Well, Luke, some of the Jews believed, but many didn't.  Some of

the Gentiles believed and some didn't.  And the other rabbis? 

Well, some of them tried to kill me.  I  couldn't blame them,

since I would have done the same thing.  I know the  truth of the

saying, "He who has been forgiven of much forgives much."         





                    (Sits on stone bench)



We've got to watch and pray, Luke.  The evil one is coming, the

evil one is coming, and we must be ready to stand against him.  I

just remembered. I haven't finished that letter to Timothy, if

G-d will give me the strength.  To Timothy, my only son in the

faith, and to Israel, G-d's blind unfaithful wife, spiritually

still sound asleep.                               



                         SCENE FIVE



                                                           

(Suddenly suspicious)  Why didn't you tell me Demas came back?    

                             



                    (Getting up, moving to the hole)



Did he bring any news?  (Brightening) Wonderful!  What was it?    

He feels called to Thessalonica? [pronounced: Thessaloh-nee-cah]

I sent him to the congregation here in Rome!  Didn't he exhort

the brothers to keep trying to speak to my Jewish people? Why

not? Why is he running? For his life? Claudia told him what?      

                (Long pause)



There's no chance?  What about my second trial this morning,

Luke?  A mock trial.  Did he hear what charge convicts me?        

              (Pause)



What charge?  Are you falling asleep?  The charge, Luke!



Treason against Nero?



Turning his little world upside down?



Well, at least I'm still a Jew.           



                    (Paul begins to gather up his things and put  

                  them it; a basket, then begins to weep as he    

                collapses on the floor) 

But who will go, Luke ...



Who will go ...                                  



Who will go to my Jewish people? The harvest is past.  Summer is

ended .... My people arc not saved. 



L-rd!  



Adonoi!           



                    (Scattering the "cities" on the "map")  Has

it all been for nothing?



All my sacrifices!



Is there no healing balm in Gilead for Israel?           



                    (Covering his head with his prayer shawl)  0

L-rd, I pray for the peace of Jerusalem.  Save your people,

Rabbono shel olam.



I could wish I were in hell if that would save them!              

              



                    (Paul sobs)



Have I spent my life's strength for nothing?  A

miserable failure!  



                    (Long pause)



Luke.  



Luke! (whispering) Are you awake? 



(Pause) Asleep.



You're not alone, Luke.  The whole world is asleep.



Wake it up,  L-rd!  



One disciple betrays and deserts me.  One falls asleep on me.  My

enemies say, "Where is his L-rd now?"                             

              (Paul drinks, and without getting up, he            

            picks up his harp and begins to encourage             

     himself with this talk-sung song, as he               

strums the strings) 

To me to live is the Word of G-d.  



My Messiah is my life.



For I can do anything,



Anything through him who strengthens me.



This one thing I do



Whenever I feel sad



Forget about the past



And all its evil darts



And press on, I press on



With my Messiah.



And suddenly, happily



I receive from him



His love



His joy



And his peace



His patience



Kindness



Goodness



And his faithfuhiess



His gentleness



Self-control.



                    (Talking)  ù        



Demas.  You're so weak, my son.  Running back to a world that's   

dying, to try to save your life!



Don't you realize you can't take anything with you out of this    

dying world, except the living Word of G-d, the Messiah?     Oh,

Demas ...                              



                    (Singing)           



I pray you come to see



The man I came to know



The one who blinded me



So long ago



The scales fell off my eyes



And I was healed of doubt.



A dead man came alive



And I could shout!



I saw his face



Blazing brighter than the sun.



The Son of G-d I disgraced



My time had come



My time had come



My time had come



I'd been his enemy



He could have killed me then



Instead he mercifully



Forgave my sin



I pray you'd come to see



The man I came to know.                                           

                     

                         SCENE SIX      



                    (Paul puts the harp down)  



Satan you are such a liar!  I'm not being executed for killing

Stephen! 



G-d used my sufferings for good to finish Stephen's work, to

teach me his obedience, that I might have his honorable

departure.  And more than that, in suffering I have known

something of the suffering love of our G-d, the G-d of Israel for

his lost world.                       



                    (Pulling at his hair)



                    (Paul looks at the bread and picks it up.  A  

                  faint smile) 

And it was to the world that I passed on the tradition of the

L-rd himself, that on the night of his arrest and his betrayal

and his imprisonment, He took bread, and after breaking it he

said, "Baruch atah Adonoi  Eloheynu Melech Haolam hamotzi lechem

min ha-ah-retz."  Blessed art thou, O L-rd our G-d, King of the

universe, who brings forth bread from the earth.  "This is my

body, which is for you; do this as a memorial of me.   "          



                    (Paul breaks the bread and tastes a small     

                    piece.  He holds up the cup)



Ba-ruch atah Adonai Eloh-hey-noo meh-lech haoh-lahm, boh-ray

p'ree hah-gah-fen.  Blessed art thou, 0 L-rd our G-d, King of the

universe, who creates the fruit of the vine.  In the same way he

took the cup after supper and said: "This is ha-B'rect

ha-chah-da-shah, the New Covenant, sealed by my blood.  Whenever

you drink it, do this as a memorial of me."  L-rd, I have one

last request.  Nero is having everything his way right now.  But

you can destroy his whole empire with five smooth stones!  My

last request is this: Give me one of those five smooth stones! 

Let me have one parting shot, one little shot, one final shot at

the G-d of this evil world, Satan.         



                    (Suddenly remembering the lateness)           

                    

                    (Getting up)



I just remembered, I still haven't finished the letter

to Timothy, my only son 



...and to Israel, G-d's blind, unfaithful wife, spiritually 

still sound asleep.  



Nero, you have me like a humming bird in the hands of a

crazed baboon, and I'm so weak ...



but down deep inside I feel the Word of G-d, the Lion of Judah,

ready to let out a roar within me that will wake up the whole

world.   I feel the Spirit of the L-rd coming on me!  Luke, wake

up!  Write this down fast!           



Timothy, my son, 



I give you this solemn charge, in the  presence of G-d and our

Messiah the L-rd, the judge of the living and the dead         

at his appearing and his kingdom:



Proclaim the Word!  Be ready in season, out of season:  Correct,

rebuke, encourage, with great patience and careful teaching.      



For the  time will come when people will not put up with sound

teaching.  Instead, they will accumulate for themselves a great

number of teachers to soothe their own lusts and to say what

their itching ears want to hear.



They will turn away from listening to the truth and turn aside to 

myths.



But you, Timothy, always keep your head, endure hardship,         

continue establishing new congregations worldwide, discharge all  

the duties of your ministry.



For I am already being poured out in sacrifice to the L-rd like a

drink offering



and the time for my departure has arrived.           



                    (Paul is so weak, he is nearly staggering)  I

have fought the good fight, I have finished the race,  I have

kept the faith.



And now there is in store for me, the crown of righteousness,

which the L-rd, the righteous judge, shall award to me on that

day;



and not to me only but also to all those who love his appearing. 

Timothy, do your best to come quickly.            



Because ... 



Demas has deserted me.



In love with this  passing world, he has departed for

Thessalonica.



Crescens has gone to Galatia.



Titus to Dalmatia. 



Only Luke is with me.



Take Mark and bring him with you, for he is profitable to the     

ministry.



I sent Tychicus to Ephesus.



Bring the cloak that I left with Carpus at Troas when you come,  

and my scrolls, especially the parchments.



Alexander the coppersmith did me a great deal of harm.



The L-rd will repay him for his evil deeds.



Timothy, you too should be on your guard against Alexander,       

because he strongly opposed the message.



Luke, stop the dictation!





Seal up the message Alexander opposed:



The wages of sin is death, but the gift of G-d is  eternal life   

through the Messiah, our L-rd.  And this gift has been given even

to me, though I am the least of the apostles, because I caused

the caused the death al kiddush Hashem of  Jewish believers in

the Messiah.  But it's by G-d's unmerited favor that we have been

rescued from judgment, through faith--and this is not from

ourselves--it is a gift from G-d.  Not by good deeds, so that     

no one can boast.  If we confess him unashamedly before  men as   

Messiah and receive him as L-rd to have first place in  our

hearts, he will confess us unashamedly before his Father and

receive us into heaven.  



Now, Luke, continue the dictation.)



At my first trial, no one came to my support.  All men deserted

me.



I pray G-d that it may not be held against them.



But the L-rd stood by at my side and gave me strength, so that

through me the proclamation might be fully known, and all the

Nations  might hear it.



And I was delivered from the mouth of the roaring lion, Satan!

And the L-rd shall rescue me from every evil attack and will     

preserve me to his heavenly kingdom.            



Loh ha-kah-vohd ...



(Luke, you must learn Hebrew.) 



To him be glory forever and ever.



Amen.



Greet Priscilla and Aquila and the household of Onesiphorus.      

     

Erastus stayed at Corinth,



but I had to leave Trophimus sick at Miletus. 



Do your best to hurry.



Eubulus sends you greetings, and so do Pudens, Linus,  Claudia,

and all the brethren.



Luke, who are you talking to?



It's all right, Luke.  You can call them what they are.           

 

(Sighs) So my executioners are here.                              

                



                    (Rolls up scroll)



Luke, see to it that you fulfill your ministry.



Save my letters.          



                    (Placing the scroll on the bench, staggering, 

                   he pulls himself up like a general standing    

            at attention, though there are tears in his           

     eyes) 

Tell Timothy I said ...



the L-rd be with your spirit.



And Luke, grace be with you, my friend. My friend, Luke...        

                  

                    (To the audience:)



And grace be with you.



                    (Curtain)                                     

                                               



SCRIPTURE REFERENCES  The index below gives the references for

the portions of the  Bible which provide the basis for the scenes

in The Rabbi From Tarsus.   The page numbers following the

Scripture references are from the  green hardback edition of The

Living Bible (Wheaton: Tyndale  House Publishers, Inc., 1971). 

As you see, the play has so many  quotations and allusions to so

many parts of the Bible, it is like a media Bible  disguised as a

one-man show.  



Act I, Scene One Ge. 1:1-3 (P. 1); Ps. 33:6 (P. 456); 107:20 (P.

488); Ro. 13:11-12 (P. 909); Col. 4:14 (P. 959); Ph'm. 24 (P.

974); II Ti. 4:16 (P.  971); Pr. 18:24 (P. 513); 1 Co. 4:10 (P.

916); II Chr. 9:11 (P. 369); I  Chr. 6:31-32 (P. 340); Acts

16:16-40 (P. 881); I Sa. 16:23 (P. 241);  Ph'p. 3:5 (P. 954); 1

Sa. 9:21 (P. 234); Eph. 5:19 (P. 950); II  Co.5:9 (P. 933); I Co.

4:13 (P. 916); Acts 17:6-7 (P. 882); 24:5-7  (p.890); Ph'p. 2:22

(P. 953); 2:20 (P. 953); I Ti. 4:12 (P. 966); II Ti. 1:7 (P. 

968); 4:14-15 (P.971); II Sa. 19:4 (p, 272).  Act I, Scene Two

Ph'p. 4:22 (P. 955); Acts 22:27 (P. 889); I Co. 4:9 (P. 916); 

Acts 17:7 (P. 882); Re. 2:10 (P. 1005); De. 6:4-5 (P. 155); Da. 

7:21-22 (P. 684); Re. 13:5-10 (P. 1013); Jer. 30:7 (P. 605); Da.

9: 27  (P.686); 11:31 (P. 688); 12:11 (P. 690); Mk. 6:27-28 (P.

784); Ge. 3:4 (P.  2);  Pr. 16:18 (P. 512); Ge. 3:5 (P. 2); Isa.

44:20 (P. 564); Ob. 3  (P. 706); Ge. 2:7 (P. 2); 6:5 (P. 5); II

Co. 10:3-4 (P. 937); Eph. 6:17 (P. 951);  Re. 19:12-15  (P.

1017); Isa. 40:22 (P. 560); Jer. 22:19 (P. 598); Ps. 16:7 (P. 

449); II Ti. 4:16 (P. 971); Ps. 102:6 (P. 484).  Act I, Scene

Three Ro. 2:29 (P. 898); Ge. 29:35 (P. 25); 1 Co. 3:18 (P. 915);

Ga.  6:13 (P. 946);  Joh. 12:43 (P. 852); II Ti. 3:10 (P. 970); I

Co.  4:16-17 (P. 916); Ro. 11:18-21 (P. 908); Joh. 4:22 (P. 840);

II Ti. 2:10  (P. 969); Re. 3:17 (P. 1007); Eph. 6:11 (P. 951); II

Ti. 4:7 (P.  971); Ro. 15:27 (P. 911); Ga. 2:10 (P. 941); I Th.

2:9 (P. 960); II Co.  11:23-28 (P. 938); 10:10 (P. 937); 11:8, 6

(P. 938); 1:17 (P.  930); 1 Co. 9:19-22 (P. 921); II Co. 10:1 (P.

937); 5:13 (P. 933);  M't.6:33 (P. 750); 10:18-20 (P. 754); Lu.

12:11-12 (P. 819); M't. 28:19-20  (p. 777); Mk. 16:15 (P. 799);

Ro. 16:25-26; (P. 912); Acts  20:29-31 (P. 886); II Co. 11:13-15

(P. 938); Ro. 13:12 (P. 909); 1 Co. 4:5  (P. 916); II Co. 6:14

(P. 934); Eph. 5:8, 11 (P. 950); II Th.2:3-12 (P. 963); Re.

13:16-18 (P. 1013); Lu. 20:20-26 (P. 829); 22:52  (P. 832);

23:1-5 (P. 833); Acts 2:1-41 (P. 863); 8:1-4 (P. 870);

 9:26-30 (P. 872); 11:29-30 (P. 875); 12:25 (P. 876); 15:2-4 (P.

879);  18:22 (P. 884); 20:24 (P. 886); 21:17-26 (P. 887); I Co.

9:20 (P. 921);  Acts 19:23-25 (P. 885); 13:12 (P. 877); 16:38-39

(P. 882); 18:14-16  (P. 883); 23:29 (P. 890); 26:32 (P. 893); I

Jo. 2:22 (P. 998).   Act I, Scene Four Acts 6:5, 8 (P. 868);

11;26 (P. 875); Ge. 11:4 (P. 8); Acts 6:9  (P. 868);  Isa.

11:6-10 (P. 542); I Co. 15:6 (P. 927); Joh. 9:34 (P. 848);  Ga.   

3:13 (P. 943); De. 21:23 (P. 167); II Co. 5:21 (P. 934); Da. 9:26

(P. 686); 1 Co. 1: 18 (P. 913); Ex. 20:3-4 (P. 65); Joh. 10:30

(P. 849); 1:1,14, 46 (P. 836); Lu. 8:33 (P. 812); Mk. 3:22 (P.

780); Joh.  5:19 (P. 841); 8:48 (P. 847); Job 19:25-27 (P. 432);

Da. 12:2 (P.  689); Joh. 3:3 (P. 838); II Co. 3:15-16 (P. 932);

Isa. 9:6-7 (P. 540); Zec.  9:10 (P. 725); Isa. 59:8 (P. 574);

48:22 (P. 567); 53:3 (P. 570); 9:7  (P. 540); Lu. 1:32-33 (P.

800); Joh. 12:34 (P. 852); 3:3 (P. 838); 12:48  (P. 853); Lu.

8:25 (P. 812); Na. 1:3 (P. 713); Ro. 6:23 (P. 902); Ge. 2:17  (P.

2); Eze, 18:4 (P. 645); Isa. 53:4-6 (P. 570); 1 Pe. 2:24 (P. 

992); Ex. 12:23-27 (P. 58); Joh. 1:29 (P. 837); M't. 27:46 (P.

776);  Ps. 22:1 (P. 452); 14:3 (P. 449); Ro. 3:9 (P. 898); Zep.

3:15 (P.  719); Ga. 6:15 (P. 946); De. 10:16 (P. 158); Ps.

51:10-11 (P. 464); Jer.  24:7 (P. 600); Eze. 36:25-28 (P. 663);

Col. 2:11-15 (P. 957); Es.  3:5-6 (P. 418); De. 4:15-16 (P.

153);Joel 2:32 (P. 699); Isa. 30:21 (P.  553); Jer. 32:39 (P.

609); Joh. 1:1, 14 (P. 836); 14:6 (P. 854); I Sa.  3:21 (P. 230);

Joh. 5:18 (P. 841); Eze. 28:2 (P. 655); Mk. 14:63-64  (P. 796);

De. 13:1-5 (P. 161); Ps. 22:16 (P. 452); Zec. 12:10 (P.

 727); Isa. 53:5 (P. 570); Eze. 18:3 (P. 645); Le. 9:7 (P. 93);

Ps.  49:7-9 (P. 463); 146:3 (p. 500); Isa. 9:6 (P. 540); 7:14 (P.

538); Lu.  24:39 (P. 835); M't. 28:13 (P. 777); Mic. 5:2 (P.

711); Ge. 49:10 (P.  46); Ps. 132:11 (P. 496); Isa. 9:7 (P. 540);

II Sa. 7:12-14 (P. 261);  Isa. 61:1-3 (P. 575); Ps. 41:9 (P.

460); Zec. 11:12 (P. 727); 12:10  (P. 727);       Ps. 16:10 (P.

449).  Act I, Scene Five Acts 5:38-39 (P. 868); 4:4 (P. 865); De.

13:10, 5 (P. 161); Da.  12:2           (P.689); Isa. 66:24 (P.

578); Acts 6:8 (P. 868); 7:53 (P. 870);  Ex. 32:1-8 (P.77); Jer.

7:4-11 (P. 585); M't. 28:19-20 (P. 777); Ro. 2:28-29  (P. 898); 

M't.21:13 (P.760); Isa. 56:7 (P. 572); Mal. 1:11 (P.729); Nu. 

10:35 (P. 122); Acts 5:38-39 (P. 868); Ge. 45:4-7(P. 42); 50:20

(P. 47); Ge.  37:20 (P. 34); Ex. 17:4 (P. 63); Ro. 3:29 (P. 899);

M't. 28:19-20 (P. 777); II  Ti. 3:5 (P. 970); Ro. 12:1(P. 908);

Joh. 3:16 (P. 839); 11 Ti. 1:8 (P. 968); Jer. 7:4-11 (P. 585);

38:4 (P. 613); 52:13 (P. 627); II Chr. 36:19 (P. 393);  M't.

23:16, 24 (P. 769); Heb. 8:13 (P. 980); 13:10 (p. 985); 1 Ki.

8:29, 41-49(P. 289); Joh. 2:19-22 (P. 838); lsa. 42:4 (P. 562);

Mic. 4:2 (P. 710); M't.  28:19-20 (P. 777); Ro. 5:12-21 (P. 901);

1 Co. 15:45-49 (P.929); Nu. 11:24-29 (P.  123); Lu. 5:37-39 (P.

807); Acts 2:13,19 (P. 863); Joel 2:24-32 (P. 699);  Ex.

19:6 (P.65); 1 Pe. 2:5, 9 (P. 991); M't. 28:19-20 (P. 777); Ju.

19 (P.  1003);       Ps. 16: 10 (P. 449); Da.2:12 (P. 677); Acts

23:8 (P. 889); M't 15:3, 6 (P.760); Mk. 7:13(P. 785); M't. 15:14

(p. 760); Acts 7:51-60 (P. 870); De.  13 (P.161); Ps. 2:7 (P.

445); Pr. 30:1-4 (P. 521); Acts 26:22-23 (P.893); 8:3  (P. 871);

9:1 (P. 872);Jas. 2:2 (P. 987). Act II, Scene One I Ti. 1:13 (P.

964); 1 Co. 7:7 (P. 918); II Ti. 1:3 (P. 968);  Acts 23:6 (P.

886); I Ti. 1:13 (P. 964); II Co. 12:1-10 (P. 939); De.

 32:48-52 (P. 178); II Sa. 12:9-10 (P. 264);Ro. 8 (P. 903); Col.

3:25 (P.  958); Ge. 27:27 (P. 23); Ex. 4:22 (P. 50); Mal. 3:17

(P. 731); Heb.  12:15 (p. 985); Ph'p. 3:8 (P. 954); Job 35:10 (P.

440); Ps. 32:7  (P.456); 107:16 (P. 488); 33:6 (P. 456); 107:20

(P. 488); 138:2 (P.498)  56:10 (P. 466); Jos. 3:5 (P. 181). Act

II, Scene Two Nu. 6:2-18 (P. 117); J'g. 13:1-5 (P. 215); II Co.

5:20 (P. 934);  I Co. 4:7 (P. 916); Acts 16:40 (P. 882); Isa.

64:6 (P. 577); Ezr. 9:15  (P. 401); Ge. 15:6 (P. 11); Ga. 3:6-7

(P. 942); 5:6 (P. 945); Ro.  13:11-14 (P. 909); Acts 26:22-23 (P.

893); I Sa. 10:9 (P. 234); I  Co. 15:32,19 (P. 927). Act II,

Scene Three Acts 9:1-3 (P. 872); 2:2 (P. 863); Heb. 12:29 (P.

985); M't. 28:1  (P. 776); Mk. 16:9 (P. 799); Lu. 24:10 (P. 834);

Joh. 20:1, 18  (P. 860); Ex. 3:2 (p. 49); Da. 7:13-14 (P. 683);

Re. l:15 (P.1004); Acts 9:4 (P. 872); II Co. 4:6 (P. 932); Acts

9:5 (P. 872); 26:17  (P. 892); Isa. 49:6 (P. 567); Nu. 6:25 (P.

118); Ps. 11:4 (P.  448); Hab. 2:20 (P.716); Zec. 2:13 (p, 722);

Acts 9:7 (P. 872); Hag.  1:5 (P. 719); Pr. 3:5 (P. 503); Ro.

9:30-32 (P. 906); 10:3 (P. 906);  Ph'p. 3:9 (P. 954); I Co. 1:30

(P. 913); II Co. 5:21 (P. 934);  Job 42:5-6 (P. 444); J'g. 10:15

(P. 213); Ne 1:6 (p. 403); La. 3:40 (P.630); Acts 9:9 (P. 872);

III Jo.11 (P. 1002); Jon. 2:2 (P.  837); Acts 9:10-16 (p. 872);

26:17 (P. 893); 9:17-18 (P. 872); Col. 3:3  (P. 958); Ga. 6:14

(P. 946); II Co. 5:17 (P. 934); Ge. 12:3, 7  (P. 9); 22:18 (P.

17); 28:14 (P. 24); Ro. 16:25-27 (P. 912).  Act II, Scene

Four Isa. 53:6 (P. 570); Jos. 24:2 (P. 200); Ge. 11:31 (P. 9);

Nu.  23:20 (P. 135); II Ti. 1:10 (P. 968); II Th. 1:7-8 (P. 962);

Re.  19:13-15 (P. 1017); II Th. 3:2 (P. 963); Lu. 16:1-7 (P.

823); Acts 9:25  (P. 873); Ex. 2:5 (P. 48); II Cor. 11:32-33 (p.

939); Ro. 1:16  (P. 896); lsa. 6:9-10 (P. 538); 53:1 (p. 570);

Acts 3:19-20 (P. 865); M't. 23:39  (P. 770); Mic. 7:18-20 (P.

713); Na. 2:2 (P. 713); Acts 23:6 (P.  889); 26:4-5 (P. 892); II

Co. 3:16 (P. 932); Acts 23:6 (P. 889); 26:6  (P. 892); Job

19:25-27 (P. 432); Am. 9:15 (P. 705); Zec. 2:11-12  (P. 722);

M't. 26:41 (P. 773); II Pe. 3:17 (P. 997); Il Jo. 8

 (P.1001).  Act II, Scene Five II Ti. 4:10 (P. 971); Acts 17:6

(P. 882); II Co. 11:22 (P. 938);  Ph'p. 3:5 (P. 954); Jer. 8:20,

22 (P. 587); Ps. 122:6 (P. 495); 28:9  (P. 454); Ro. 9:3 (P.

905); Joh. 18:2 (P. 857); II Ti. 4:10 (P. 971); M't.  26:40-46

(P. 773); Ps. 42:3 (P. 461); Ex, 17:7 (P.63); I Co. 11:23-26  (P.

923); Le. 17:11 (P. 102); Jer. 31:31-34 (P. 606); Ph'p. 1:21  (P.

952); Col. 1:15-20 (P. 956); Ph'p. 4:13 (P. 955); 3:13-14 (P. 

954); Eph. 6:16 (P. 951); Ga. 5:22-23 (P. 945); Ec. 5:15 (P.

525);  Lu.10:42         (P. 816); Job 1:20 (P. 424).  Act II,

Scene Six Ro. 8:28 (P. 904); Heb. 5:8 (P. 977); Ph'p. 3:10 (P.

954); I  Sa.17:40         (P. 242); Ho. 3:1 (P. 692); Re. 5:5 (P.

1007); Am. 3:8 (P.702);    La. 3:52 (P. 631); II Co. 12:10 (P.

939); I Sa. 11:6 (P.235); II Ti. 2:21-4:15 (P. 970); Tit. 3:9 (p.

973); II Ki. 17:41(P. 325); I  Chr.  28:20 (P. 362); Ge. 38:7 (P.

35); Eze. 18:4 (P.645); Ro. 6:23 (P. 902); I Co. 15:9 (P. 927);

Eph. 3:8 (P. 948); 2:8-9 (P. 947); Lu. 12:8 (P. 818); II Ti.

4:16-22 (P. 971); Ge.2:18 (P. 2); Ru. 1:16-17 (P. 224); Col. 4:17

(P. 959). 



                         GLOSSARY NOTES



 

(1) Boker tov--Hebrew for "Good Morning" 

(2) traif--unkosher food 

(3) mohel--circumciser 

(4) Hashem--literally, "the Name" a euphemism for G-d or the L-rd

(5) Rabbono shel Olam--Sovereign of the World, L-rd Almighty  

(6) Baruch Hashem--literally "Praise the Name," Praise the L-rd

(7) chassid of all chassidim--the pious one of all pious ones 

(8) Daniel 

(9) mazel tov--good luck 

(10) goy--Gentile 

(11) meen, min--heretic, one of the minim, apostates 

(12) meshumad--apostate 

(13) ha y'hoo-dim--from Judah, meaning praise or thank, a pun

based on Genesis 29:35 and Romans 2:29 

(14) talmeed chah-chahm--man learned in the Torah 

(15) tzuris--trouble 

(16) meshuggah--mad 

(17) shemah--"Hear, O Israel..." the confession of Deut. 6:4 

(18) Adoneinu--Our L-rd 

(19) Mashiach--Moshiach, Messiah 

(20) Golgotha--Calvary 

(21) mamzer--illegitimate child 

(22) shekit--shut up!