My only hope is lost: Samaria's king
Rejects our monarch's message,--hast thou heard?
"Am I a god that I should cure a leper?"
He sends me home unhealed, with angry words,
Back to Damascus and the lingering death.

RUAHMAH:
What matter where he sends? No god is he
To slay or make alive. Elisha bids
You come to him at Dothan, there to learn
There is a God in Israel.

NAAMAN:
I fear
That I am grown mistrustful of all gods;
Their secret counsels are implacable.

RUAHMAH:
Fear not! There's One who rules in righteousness
High over all.

NAAMAN:
What knowest thou of Him?

RUAHMAH:
Oh, I have heard,--the maid of Israel,--
Rememberest thou? She often said her God
Was merciful and kind, and slow to wrath,
And plenteous in forgiveness, pitying us
Like as a father pitieth his children.