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The destiny of a world hangs upon the issue of that hour. The work of planting his bruised heel upon the head of the Serpent and of wrestling the Scepter from the hand of Satan is now going on. Fearful hour! Fearful suspense! Has God left no signs of the Redeemers conquering power? Ah, yes, the bells he rings belong to nature. The hearings of the Earth; the sounds that come from beneath, the lifting of the rocks, and the rending of the temple, these tell how the battle is going, they speak of the writhing of the Serpent and the rending of Satan's dominion. Finally, the three days work was done. On the morning of the third day, bright, beautiful, and calm as a Sabbath in Eden , the angel Messenger rolled back the stone and the Redeemer came forth