Henry Van Dyke,
The Poems of Henry Van Dyke
“ Naaman: If there were such a God, I'd worship Him Forever! Ruahmah: Then make haste to hear the word His prophet promises to speak to thee! Obey it, my dear lord, and thou shalt find Healing and peace. The light shall fill thine eyes. Thou wilt not need my leading any more,— Nor me,—for thou wilt see me, all unveiled,— I tremble at the thought. Naaman: Why, what is this? Why shouldst thou tremble? Art thou not mine own? Ruahmah: [Turning to him and speaking in broken words.] I am,—thy handmaid,—all and only thine,— The very pulses of my heart are thine! ”
