Timothy: Did not we cast three men bound into the midst of the fire?” They answered and said unto the king, “True, O king.” He answered and said, “Lo, I see four men loose, walking in the midst of the fire, and they have no hurt; and the form of the fourth is like the Son of God.”

Then the angel of the LORD went forth,. and smote in the camp of the Assyrians a hundred and fourscore and five thousand: and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses

Your father wasn’t an angel of vengeance, was he?

Lily: I don’t remember having parents. It would have been so long ago.

Timothy: And they sung as it were a new song before the throne, and before the four beasts, and the elders: and no man could learn that song but the hundred and forty and four thousand, which were redeemed from the earth.

That’s us! I hope the song’s easy. I like singing, but Brother Emir isn’t very good at it.

And Ruth said, “Intreat me not to leave thee, or to return from following after thee: for whither thou goest, I will go; and where thou lodgest, I will lodge . . .

If I be shaven, then my strength will go from me, and I shall become weak, and be like any other man.”

Is that why you keep your hair so long?

Lily: I wear my hair the way my Master wants me to wear it.

Timothy: Right . . . Your Master. Brother Alvah.

Voice (offscreen): Timothy! Aren’t you done yet?