And we who are so few And poorly armed, and ready to faint with fasting, How shall we fight against this multitude?
JUDAS.
The victory of a battle standeth not In multitudes, but in the strength that cometh From heaven above.

The Lord forbid that I Should do this thing, and flee away from them.
Nay, if our hour be come, then let us die; Let us not stain our honor.
CAPTAINS.
'T is the Sabbath.
Wilt thou fight on the Sabbath, Maccabaeus?
JUDAS.
Ay; when I fight the battles of the Lord, I fight them on his day, as on all others.
Have ye forgotten certain fugitives That fled once to these hills, and hid themselves In caves?
How their pursuers camped against them Upon the Seventh Day, and challenged them?
And how they answered not, nor cast a stone, Nor stopped the places where they lay concealed, But meekly perished with their wives and children, Even to the number of a thousand souls?
We who are fighting for our laws and lives Will not so perish.
CAPTAINS.
Lead us to the battle! JUDAS.
And let our watchword be, "The Help of God!" Last night I dreamed a dream; and in my vision Beheld Onias, our High-Priest of old, Who holding up his hands prayed for the Jews.
This done, in the like manner there appeared An old man, and exceeding glorious, With hoary hair, and of a wonderful And excellent majesty.

And Onias said: "This is a lover of the Jews, who prayeth Much for the people and the Holy City,-- God's prophet Jeremias." And the prophet Held forth his right hand and gave unto me A sword of gold; and giving it he said: "Take thou this holy sword, a gift from God, And with it thou shalt wound thine adversaries." CAPTAINS.
The Lord is with us! JUDAS.
Hark! I hear the trumpets Sound from Beth-horon; from the battle-field Of Joshua, where he smote the Amorites, Smote the Five Kings of Eglon and of Jarmuth, Of Hebron, Lachish, and Jerusalem, As we to-day will smite Nicanor's hosts And leave a memory of great deeds behind us.
CAPTAINS and SOLDIERS.
The Help of God! JUDAS.
Be Elohim Yehovah! Lord, thou didst send thine Angel in the time Of Esekias, King of Israel, And in the armies of Sennacherib Didst slay a hundred fourscore and five thousand.
Wherefore, O Lord of heaven, now also send Before us a good angel for a fear, And through the might of thy right arm let those Be stricken with terror that have come this day Against thy holy people to blaspheme! ACT IV.
The outer Courts of the Temple at Jerusalem.
SCENE I.-- JUDAS MACCABAEUS; CAPTAINS; JEWS.
JUDAS.
Behold, our enemies are discomfited.
Jerusalem is fallen; and our banners Float from her battlements, and o'er her gates Nicanor's severed head, a sign of terror, Blackens in wind and sun.
CAPTAINS.
O Maccabaeus, The citadel of Antiochus, wherein The Mother with her Seven Sons was murdered, Is still defiant.
JUDAS.
Wait.
CAPTAINS.
Its hateful aspect Insults us with the bitter memories Of other days.
JUDAS.
Wait; it shall disappear And vanish as a cloud.

First let us cleanse The Sanctuary.

See, it is become Waste like a wilderness.