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Speaker 1: Previously on The Chosen People.
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Speaker 2: Look at them.
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Speaker 3: Pathetic.
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Speaker 2: If even the smallest of foxes should spring up and dart along that wall, it would crumble beneath them.
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Speaker 4: Rally the others.
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Speaker 3: Let them know Jerusalem is defying Persia's peace.
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Speaker 2: They plan to strike. In secret.
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Speaker 4: When our hands are busy and our backs are turned.
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Speaker 2: But we do not retreat.
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Speaker 4: We do not pause.
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Speaker 1: Weeks passed. The wall grew higher, stronger, but so did the threats. And though the sword still hung by his side, it was the hammer in his hand that told the true story. Jerusalem was not just defending herself from annihilation. She was rebuilding, becoming whole again. The dawn emerged gently over Jerusalem, its soft glow slowly brightening streets already filled with whispers and murmurs. The morning wind carried more than dust that day. Voices, angry and weary, rose from the streets of Jerusalem. No sound of clanging stone or rhythm of chisels, only cries of injustice and of desperation. Nehemiah stood at the edge of the market square, watching and listening. Dust rose in swirling currents from sandaled feet pacing anxiously along alleyways and marketplaces. Progress and determination had been all but replaced by poverty and destitution. The governor observed with quiet intensity. He had always been a careful listener. one who heard not only words, but the heart behind them. He approached a crowd of agitated citizens, their words sharpened with anger and desperation. Nehemiah whispered a prayer to himself as their footsteps quickened. A man stepped forward from the group, his voice hoarse from nights spent working on the city walls.
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Speaker 3: We're starving, Nehemiah. Our fields lie untended, our crops dying, because we've spent every hour building these blasted walls. Now we've mortgaged everything we own just to buy enough grain to feed our families.
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Speaker 1: A woman holding a child too weak to stand on his own feet pressed through. She cried out, wavering between fury and sorrow.
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Speaker 4: And now they say it's not enough to pay the king's taxes. We've borrowed silver, borrowed against our vineyards and olive groves.
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Speaker 5: Some of us have even had to sell our sons and daughters into slavery.
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Speaker 1: Nehemiah's heart twisted sharply within him at the woman's words. The image of Israelite children in bondage was more bitter than anything he had imagined. The people had risen courageously against surrounding threats, but now faced a darker enemy, one from within.
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Speaker 5: And who profits from our suffering? Our own brothers. The nobles, the wealthy, they are the ones lending silver. Even you would blush to hear the interest they place on it. And you know what they take when we can't pay. Our own children suffer.
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Speaker 1: The man smashed his clenched fist against a broken cart next to him that shattered under the force. The murmuring of the crowd rose louder, tension boiling beneath every word. Nehemiah slowly stepped back, the weight of this betrayal settling heavily on his shoulders. His heart darted between his empathy for the people and disdain for the nobles that so callously afflicted their own brothers and sisters. Both perpetrator and victim alike were in desperate need of God's mercy. Turning away from the crowd, Nehemiah moved toward a quieter street. The people had intended to follow, but upon seeing his fists clenched tightly at his sides, determined they had poured enough fuel onto the fires that raged within the governor. Away from the crowd, Nehemiah's carefully held composure broke. He pressed his forehead against a cool stone wall, whispering fiercely to himself and God, O Lord.
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Speaker 6: How can we build walls of stone while tearing each other apart from within? How can we restore your city when we devour one another with greed?
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Speaker 1: His chest rose and fell with controlled breaths as he struggled to steady his thoughts. After several moments of deep contemplation, He lifted his head, eyes now clear with renewed purpose. This injustice could not be ignored, not while breath still filled his lungs. He straightened his shoulders and walked decisively toward the hall where the city's leaders gathered. Inside a large stone chamber, richly dressed nobles and landowners assembled at Nehemiah's summons. Their fine robes shimmered against the rough-hewn stone walls, an ironic contrast to the suffering of those outside. Some wore expressions of calm arrogance, others discomfort. They all watched carefully as Nehemiah stepped forward. His voice was quiet, but brimming with restrained fury.
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Speaker 4: Do you know why I have called you here?
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Speaker 1: An elder nobleman, grey-haired and accustomed to respect, stepped forward, eyes narrowing slightly.
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Speaker 2: Perhaps you might enlighten us, governor.
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Speaker 1: Nehemiah's eyes flashed sharply. The nobleman jolted in place.
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Speaker 4: I have heard the cries of our people, your own brothers and sisters. They starve while you grow wealthy. They have mortgaged their lands, their homes, even their own children, to your greed.
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Speaker 1: The nobles shifted uncomfortably, some refusing to meet Nehemiah's gaze. He stepped closer, confronting them directly, his voice rising.
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Speaker 4: You charge them interest on loans they cannot repay, placing them into bondage. We fought enemies from without, and now you become enemies within us?
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Speaker 1: He paused, allowing his words to pierce deep.
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Speaker 4: Is this how we repay the Lord, who freed us from slavery in Egypt, who brought us home from exile, by enslaving one another?
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Speaker 1: The silence stretched painfully until one of the younger nobles finally stepped forward hesitantly, face flushed with embarrassment.
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Speaker 4: What should we do then?
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Speaker 1: Nehemiah's eyes softened only slightly. But his voice carried on firm and unyielding.
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Speaker 4: Restore to them, today, their fields, their vineyards, their olive groves, their homes, and their children. Cancel their deaths. Let justice reign once again among God's people.
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Speaker 1: A stunned silence fell. Nehemiah stared each noble down individually. challenging any further resistance. Finally, an older noble, clearly moved, stepped forward.
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Speaker 2: You are right, Nehemiah. We, all of us, have done wrong. We will return everything. We will demand nothing more from our brothers and our sisters.
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Speaker 1: A ripple of quiet ascent passed through the gathered men Nehemiah, unsatisfied with mere words, called priests to witness the oath. He lifted the folds of his own robe, shaking it vigorously so the dust below dramatically into the air.
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Speaker 4: May God shake from his house anyone who breaks this promise until they are as empty as this robe.
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Speaker 1: The nobles echoed in unified humility.
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Speaker 2: May it be as you have said.
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Speaker 1: The days following this confrontation saw a rebirth of community in Jerusalem. Fields returned, families reunited, debts forgiven, signs of true restoration and justice. Yet Nehemiah knew actions spoke louder than words. He would lead not merely by command, but by example. Though entitled to a governor's food allowance, Nehemiah refused to claim it, For twelve years he laboured without demanding payment. Every evening he invited dozens, then hundreds, to dine at his own table. Meals simple yet abundant, freely shared with nobles, craftsmen, farmers, even strangers from foreign lands. One evening, while servants poured grain and wine generously, a visiting official watched with astonishment.
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Speaker 2: You eat and live modestly, Nehemiah. Why not take what's owed you? Why sacrifice so much?
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Speaker 1: Nehemiah paused, looking thoughtfully around his table at the faces of his people, then smiled gently.
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Speaker 4: Generosity that costs nothing. is worth nothing. How could I ask my people to give without giving first myself?
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Speaker 1: The official nodded, deeply moved, quietly humbled. Late into the night, beneath Jerusalem's rising walls, Nehemiah often wandered alone, listening to the whispers of the wind, the distant songs of families reunited. and the gentle murmurs of grateful prayers rising from homes now safe from greed's grasp. Tonight, as he walked slowly along the rebuilt western wall, the quiet of the city pressed lovingly around him. Stars glittered serenely overhead, witnesses of the justice that now echoed through these streets. He looked upward toward the heavens, his voice quiet yet assured.
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Speaker 4: Remember me, O my God, for good, for all I have done for these people.
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Speaker 1: In the hush that followed, the silence was profound, gentle and comforting, an affirmation from heaven itself. And Nehemiah knew in his heart the true rebuilding had happened today, not just with stone and mortar, but within hearts once hardened by selfishness, now softened by mercy, justice, and generosity. And Nehemiah smiled, knowing it was only the beginning of all God intended to restore. This Pray.com production is only made possible by our dedicated team of creative talents. Steve Katina, Max Bard, Zach Schellewager, and Ben Gammon are the executive producers of The Chosen People, narrated by Paul Coltofianu. Characters are voiced by Jonathan Cotton, Aaron Salvato, Sarah Seltz, Mike Reagan, Stephen Ringwald, Sylvia Zaradok, Thomas Copeland Jr., Rosanna Pilcher, and Mitch Lashinsky. Music by Andrew Morgan Smith. Written by Aaron Salvato, Brie Rosely, and Chris Baig. You can hear more Prey.com productions on the Prey.com app, available on the Apple App Store and Google Play Store. If you enjoyed The Chosen People, please rate and leave a review.