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But some said: “What is the use of prayers and
penitence? The sibyl has said it. Antichrist must
come.”
Then others said, “God can work a miracle. If
it was of no avail to struggle, He would not have
let the sibyl warn us.”
Year after year the Franciscans defended the
Capitol by penitences, and works of charity, and the
promulgation of God’s word.
They protected it century after century, but as
time went on, men became more and more feeble
and lacking in force. The monks said among
themselves: “Soon the kingdoms of the earth can stand
no longer. A redeemer of the world is needed as in
the time of Augustus.”
They tore their hair and scourged themselves, for
they knew that he who was to be born again must
be the Antichrist, and that it would be a
regeneration of force and violence.
As a sick man is tormented by his pain, so were
they hunted by the thought of Antichrist. And
they saw him before them. He was as rich as
Christ had been poor, as wicked as Christ had been
good, as honored as Christ had been humiliated.
He bore powerful weapons and marched at the
head of bloody evil-doers. He overturned the
churches, murdered the priests, and armed people
for strife, so that brother fought against brother,
and each feared his neighbor, and there was no
peace.
And for every person of power and might who
made his way over the sea of time, they cried out
from the watchtower on the Capitol: “Antichrist,
Antichrist!”
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