New Testament Word & Image: Acts 8:5-17 & John D. Whiting

Samaritan Passover Prayer: 1920, from The Last Israelitish Blood Sacrifice in The National Geographic, John D. Whiting

Acts 8:5-17

 

Then Philip went down to the city of Samaria and preached Christ to them. And the multitudes with one accord heeded the things spoken by Philip, hearing and seeing the miracles which he did. 



Samaritan Worshipers on Mt. Gerizim, John D. Whiting



For unclean spirits, crying with a loud voice, came out of many who were possessed; and many who were paralyzed and lame were healed. And there was great joy in that city.

 

Photo of the Young Priest, John D. Whiting

But there was a certain man called Simon, who previously practiced sorcery in the city and astonished the people of Samaria, claiming that he was someone great, to whom they all gave heed, from the least to the greatest, saying, “This man is the great power of God.” And they heeded him because he had astonished them with his sorceries for a long time. But when they believed Philip as he preached the things concerning the kingdom of God and the name of Jesus Christ, both men and women were baptized. Then Simon himself also believed; and when he was baptized he continued with Philip, and was amazed, seeing the miracles and signs which were done.

 

Son of Samaritan High Priest: Nablus, Palestine 1900-1920, John D. Whiting

Now when the apostles who were at Jerusalem heard that Samaria had received the word of God, they sent Peter and John to them, who, when they had come down, prayed for them that they might receive the Holy Spirit. For as yet He had fallen upon none of them. They had only been baptized in the name of the Lord Jesus. Then they laid hands on them, and they received the Holy Spirit.

 

Samaritans on Mt. Gerazim with Rabbi Carrying Torah Scroll, John D. Whiting

 

Psalms Word & Image: Psalm 12 & Steve McCurry



Nomads, Steve McCurry

Psalm 16





A miktam of David.

 

Keep me safe, O God;

in you I take refuge.

 



Nomads,Steve McCurry



I say to the LORD,

you are my Lord,

you are my only good.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



As for the holy ones who are in the land,

they are noble,

in whom is all my delight.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



They multiply their sorrows

who court other gods.

Blood libations to them I will not pour out,

nor will I take their names upon my lips.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



LORD, my allotted portion and my cup,

you have made my destiny secure.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



Pleasant places were measured out for me;

fair to me indeed is my inheritance.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



I bless the LORD who counsels me;

even at night my heart exhorts me.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



I keep the LORD always before me;

with him at my right hand, I shall never be shaken.

 

Nomads, Steve McCurry

Therefore my heart is glad, my soul rejoices;

my body also dwells secure,

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry



For you will not abandon my soul to Sheol,

nor let your devout one see the pit.

 



Nomads, Steve McCurry

You will show me the path to life,

abounding joy in your presence,

the delights at your right hand forever.