Tirzah! Miriam!

Miriam:

[speaking of Christ]
As though he were carrying that cross the pain of the world. [she whispers] Miriam:
So fearful. Tirzah:
And yet why is it... I'm not afraid anymore? [thunder rumbles] Esther:
The shadow of a storm. [they go inside a nearby cave; the sky goes dark outside] Esther:
A strange darkness, but still day. [a violent storm begins] Miriam:
His life is over. [lightning cracks] Tirzah:
He's here. It's tearing... I feel the pain! Miriam:
I feel it too. [They seem to faint] Esther:
[concerned]
Miriam? [Miriam presses Esther's hand] Esther:
I thought that... Miriam! Do you see your hand? [They look; Tirzah sits up, healed] Esther:
Tirzah! Miriam! [They touch each other's faces, feel their hands, embrace as they realize they've been healed]