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Portrait of William Muir William Muir,  The Caliphate: Its Rise, Decline and Fall…

“ Recognising the sacred words to bear a meaning that had never struck him before, 'Omar was speechless. "My limbs trembled," he would say when speaking of that memorable hour, "and I knew of a certainty that Mohammad was dead indeed."
Men of Medina meet to elect a chief.
The assembly in the court of the Mosque had now quieted down, when a messenger ran up breathless with a report that the men of Medina had assembled to choose a ruler from amongst themselves. The moment was critical. The unity of the Faith was at stake. A divided power would fall to pieces, and all might be lost.
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Portrait of William Muir William Muir,  The Caliphate: Its Rise, Decline and Fall…

“ The men of Medina meanwhile, gathered in one of their rude Halls, were bent upon an independent course. "We have sheltered this nest of strangers," they cried. "It is by our good swords they have been able to plant the Faith. The Ruler of Medina shall be from amongst ourselves." They had ready fixed their choice on Sa'd ibn 'Obada leader of the Khazraj, who sick of a fever lay covered up at the farther end of the Hall, when the three Companions entered.
Met by Abu Bekr, 'Omar, and Abu 'Obeida.
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