That was a vision of the offering of Isaac. It
passed, and there came another vision.
Again she saw the sacred height of Moriah, and lo! a Temple stood upon
it, a splendid building, but not that which she knew, and in front of
this Temple the same black rock. On the rock, where once the lad had
been bound, was an altar, and before the altar a glorious man clad
in priestly robes, who offered sacrifice of lambs and oxen and in a
sonorous voice gave praise to Jehovah in the presence of a countless
host of people. This she knew was the vision of Solomon the King.
It passed, and lo! by this same black rock stood another man, pale and
eager-faced, with piercing eyes, who reproached the worshippers in the
Temple because of the wickedness of their hearts, and drove them from
before him with a scourge of cords. This she knew was a vision of Jesus,
the Son of Mary, that Messiah Whom she worshipped, for as He drove out
the people He prophesied the desolation that should fall upon them, and
as they fled they mocked Him.
The picture passed, and again she saw the black rock, but now it lay
beneath a gilded dome and light fell upon it through painted windows.
About it moved many priests whose worship was strange to her, and so
they seemed to move for ages.
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