The Standing Still of Sun and Moon

At the camp of Gilgal a strange company of ambassadors arrived. Professedly and apparently the travelers came from afar. For the sacks upon their asses were old, their wine bottles old and rent and bound up, their shoes clouted upon their feet. The garments upon them were old, and all the bread of their provision was dry and moldy. According to their account, the land of their abode lay far beyond the borders of Palestine, where their fellow countrymen had heard the fame of Jehovah, the God of...