Hazael stared, open-mouthed at the man before him. The Jewish defier of kings, the worker of miracles, the mighty mouthpiece of God, shook, hands over face, weeping like a woman.
“Sir, why do you weep?”
“Because I know the harm you will do to the Israelites,” Elisha answered. “You will set fire to their fortified places, kill their young men with the sword, dash their little children to the ground, and rip open their pregnant women.”
“How could I ever do such a great thing?” Hazael asked, amazed. “I don’t have that kind of power.”









