My artistic director thinks a dead husband in Sarah’s bed will help things along. Read it from Tobit 3:7-9:
On that very day, at Ecbatana in Media, it so happened that Raguel’s daughter Sarah also had to listen to reproaches from one of her father’s maids. For she had been given in marriage to seven husbands, but the wicked demon Asmodeus kept killing them off before they could have intercourse with her, as is prescribed for wives. The maid said to her: “You are the one who kills your husbands! Look! You have already been given in marriage to seven husbands, but you do not bear the name of a single one of them. Why do you beat us? Because your husbands are dead? Go, join them! May we never see son or daughter of yours!”
We found our “dead husband” after Mass tonight. When I noticed the young woman playing Asmodeus walk by, I pointed her out to husband #7. She’s a nice person, definitely playing a role out of character. But she laughed at the newest cast member, and pointed at him, saying, “Ah keel you.”
All in good fun.
After my daughter read the servants’ insults in last Fall’s reading session, I thought this short passage needed its own song. Not just to give a few supporting cast members a small plum, but to keep the story moving along in music:
Blankets and bed sheets can’t hide the whiff,
can’t hide the husband: here is the stiff!