Elijah: Jezebel & Ahab’s Wars

Summary

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The Chosen People – Episode Summary

Episode Title: Elijah: Jezebel & Ahab’s Wars

Host/Producer: Pray.com
Release Date: August 10, 2026

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Overview

This episode transports listeners into the turbulent era of Elijah, focusing specifically on the toxic and tense relationship between King Ahab, Queen Jezebel, and the formidable threat posed by invading armies. Through immersive storytelling, the production dramatizes the aftermath of Elijah’s triumph at Mount Carmel, the political and spiritual struggles within Samaria, and the epic wars between Israel and Aram. Themes of leadership, faith, obedience, and divine judgment permeate each scene, inviting reflection on the consequences of choices made in power and fear.

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Key Discussion Points & Insights

Aftermath of Mount Carmel and Jezebel’s Threat (00:28–01:40)

• The episode opens in a tense, reflective tone: Elijah, finally at peace, is interrupted by Jezebel’s dire threat to his life.
• Jezebel’s message: A personal vow to see Elijah murdered within 24 hours, expressing contempt for both Elijah and his God.
  • Notable quote (Jezebel, 01:18):
    “By this time tomorrow, your blood will stain the earth. You will not die a hero ... and only the rats will mourn you.”

The Setting: Decadence and Defeat at Samaria (03:27–05:03)

• Transition to Ahab’s court: a scene of apathy, indulgence, and decay. The king is depicted as slovenly and disengaged, contrasted sharply by Jezebel’s commanding presence.
  • Narrator (03:27):
    “The Throne Room of Samaria reeked of sweat and stale wine … a ruler who had long abandoned discipline.”

Aramean Threat & Impossible Demands (04:27–09:23)

• The imminent siege by Ben Hadad, king of Aram, with “32 kings and their armies.”

• Initial demands: complete surrender of Ahab’s gold, wives, and children.

  • Scout/Messenger (04:50):
    “Thus speaks Ben Hadad, king of Aram. Your silver and your gold are mine. Your best wives and children are also mine.”

• Jezebel’s scorn for Ahab’s weakness; derides his willingness to submit.

  • Jezebel (07:00):
    “Oh, he can. And why not? He is a real king, after all.”

• Second, more humiliating demand: Aramean forces will plunder Samaria at will.

• Counsel from elders: refuse these new terms.

Crisis of Faith and Divine Intervention (10:04–13:31)

• In despair, Ahab is advised (ironically) by Jezebel to pray to his God.
  • Jezebel (10:08):
    “Then you should pray that your God intervenes. If He still listens to cowards.”
• The prophet Azarel arrives with news from God: victory will come, but not by typical military might; the junior officers will lead the charge.
  • Prophet Azarel (11:41):
    “Behold, I will deliver [this great multitude] into your hand this day, and you shall know that I am the Lord.”
  • Ahab (13:07):
    “Who shall start the battle?”
    Prophet Azarel: “You will.”

The First Battle—Unexpected Victory (13:31–17:22)

• Israel’s inexperienced officers lead a bold attack; confusion and panic decimate the Aramean camp.
  • Narrator (15:59):
    “The initial push had turned into a rout, the Arameans scattering in disarray as Israel pursued them.”
• Ahab, still grappling with self-doubt, returns to Jezebel, who mocks his victory.
  • Jezebel (17:29):
    “But tell me, my king, do you really believe he did this for you? Or did he do it despite you?”

Themes of Obedience, Blood, and Divine Expectation (17:22–19:21)

• Jezebel questions God’s methods, accusing him of being even more “bloodthirsty” than her own deities, foreshadowing the precariousness of Ahab’s reliance on divine favor.

  • Jezebel (17:49):
    “Your God is more bloodthirsty than mine.”

• Ahab’s attempt at obedience is undercut by Jezebel, who cynically predicts his downfall.

  • Jezebel (18:31):
    “He’s a petty and jealous one, God. He always demands something.”

Prophecy of Continued War and Judgment (19:57–21:09)

• Azarel brings a new message: God will grant victory again so Ahab may “know that I am the Lord,” but questions Ahab’s motives.
  • Prophet Azarel (20:52):
    “Because, my king, the Lord sees the heart, and yours is running out of places to hide.”

The Second Battle and Dangerous Mercy (21:13–23:08)

• Israel again defeats Aram, capturing Ben Hadad.
• Ahab shows mercy, declaring Ben Hadad “a brother” and sparing him.
  • Ahab (22:58):
    “A brother. Yes. You shall live.”
• Azarel’s warning: Ahab is acting on his own counsel, not God’s.

Prophetic Judgment and Ahab’s Doom (24:31–27:20)

• As Samaria celebrates, a new unnamed prophet denounces Ahab for sparing Ben Hadad.
  • Prophet (26:19):
    “Because you have let an evil king live, whom the Lord had determined should die. Your own life shall be for his life, your people for his people.”
• Ahab is left isolated, joyless despite outward victory, and dreads his future judgment.
  • Narrator (27:14):
    “The Lord had wanted Ben Hadad dead … And now the weight of his own mercy turned to iron shackles.”

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Notable Quotes & Memorable Moments

| Timestamp | Speaker | Quote | |-----------|--------------------|------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------| | 01:18 | Jezebel | “By this time tomorrow, your blood will stain the earth ... and only the rats will mourn you.” | | 05:36 | Jezebel | “Drunk before noon. Impressive, even for you.” | | 07:00 | Jezebel | “Oh, he can. And why not? He is a real king, after all.” | | 10:08 | Jezebel | “Then you should pray that your God intervenes. If He still listens to cowards.” | | 11:41 | Prophet Azarel | “Have you seen this great multitude? Behold, I will deliver it into your hand ... you shall know that I am the Lord.” | | 12:40 | Prophet Azarel | “You have truly forgotten your history, King Ahab ... Moses the exile, Gideon the coward, David.” | | 13:16 | Prophet Azarel | “You will [start the battle].” | | 17:29 | Jezebel | “Do you really believe [God] did this for you? Or did he do it despite you?” | | 20:52 | Prophet Azarel | “The Lord sees the heart, and yours is running out of places to hide.” | | 22:58 | Ahab | “A brother. Yes. You shall live.” | | 26:19 | Prophet (unnamed) | “Because you have let an evil king live … your own life shall be for his life, your people for his people.” | | 27:14 | Narrator | “The Lord had wanted Ben Hadad dead ... And now the weight of his own mercy turned to iron shackles.” |

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Important Segment Timestamps

• 00:28 – Recap and aftermath of Mount Carmel
• 01:18 – Jezebel’s threat to Elijah
• 03:27 – Description of Ahab’s despondence in Samaria
• 04:27 – Aramean threat revealed; Ben Hadad’s demands
• 07:00 – Jezebel’s scornful counsel
• 09:03 – Elders advise king to resist humiliating terms
• 10:04 – Jezebel tells Ahab to pray
• 11:41 – Prophet Azarel gives Ahab God’s plan
• 13:16 – Ahab consents to attack
• 15:59 – The battle: Israelites rout the Arameans
• 17:29 – Jezebel questions the meaning of victory
• 19:57 – Second prophecy: warning of another battle and God’s scrutiny
• 22:58 – Ahab’s act of mercy toward Ben Hadad
• 24:31 – Samaria celebrates; prophetic rebuke for sparing Ben Hadad
• 26:19 – Pronouncement of doom upon Ahab

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Episode Themes and Reflections

• Leadership under Pressure: Ahab’s rulership is marred by indecision and indulgence, while Jezebel’s cynicism and tactical awareness drive much of the kingdom’s internal conflict.
• Divine Sovereignty vs. Human Weakness: The prophet’s reassurances and admonishments frame Israel’s fortunes as dependent upon obedience, not strength—contrasting divine will with human ambition.
• Faith and Doubt: Both Ahab and Jezebel demonstrate skepticism—yet the narrative underscores the inevitability of God’s plans, regardless of mortal resistance.
• Mercy and Judgment: Ahab’s act of mercy, intended as royal magnanimity, becomes the trigger for his undoing in God’s eyes. Obedience emerges as a theme of deadly seriousness.

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Summary

This episode of The Chosen People dramatizes a pivotal moment in Israel’s history: the twin threats of foreign invasion and spiritual decay under Ahab and Jezebel. Through rich characterization and pointed dialogue, listeners witness the fraught decisions within Samaria’s throne room, the miraculous victories foretold by unlikely prophets, and the tragic consequences of a king's flawed judgment. The story deftly balances epic battle scenes and intimate psychological moments, revealing timeless lessons on the cost of leadership, the ambiguity of mercy, and the tension between true faith and the desire for power.

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Transcript

[Jezebel]

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[Jezebel]

By this time tomorrow, your blood will stain the earth. You will not die a hero. You will not die a martyr. You will die as a man, abandoned, screaming for a God who will not answer. And only the rats will mourn you.

[Narrator]

That's not ink, my Lord. It's blood. The blood of the prophets of baal. Elijah went white. He didn't think, didn't speak, didn't breathe. He just ran.

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Tennessee 2012 the Throne Room of Samaria reeked of sweat and stale wine, the air thick with the sour tang of a ruler who had long abandoned discipline. Ahab, King of Israel, slumped in his ornate seat, a cup of wine dangling precariously from his fingers. He was a man who had once commanded armies but had since found solace in the dull embrace of indulgence. His robes, once pristine, were stained with food and drink, his girth straining against the fabric. A servant hesitated at his side, uncertain whether to refill the goblet or wait for permission that never came. The doors groaned open and a scout stumbled in, breathless and wide eyed with terror.

[Scout/Messenger]

My king, the Arameans are here. They march upon Samaria.

[Narrator]

Ahab squinted at the man, as though struggling to comprehend words that did not involve drink or leisure. He exhaled heavily, shifting in his seat with the effort of a man unused to sudden movement.

[Ahab]

Here already. Bah. Let them march. Walls stand for a reason. Jezebel. Jezebel. Jezebel. Where is that woman?

[Narrator]

As if conjured by the mention of her name, Queen Jezebel appeared in the doorway, her presence sharp and cold, the flickering torchlight carving shadows across her angular face. She was not adorned in full regalia, but even in a simple gown, she commanded more authority in a single glance than Ahab did with his crown. She studied her husband, then the scout, then the cup in Ahab's hand, and sighed.

[Jezebel]

Drunk before noon. Impressive, even for you.

[Narrator]

Ahab's fingers twitched. He dared not meet her gaze directly.

[Ahab]

How many?

[Narrator]

The scout swallowed hard.

[Scout/Messenger]

All of them, my king. Ben Hadad has come with 32 kings and their armies. Their camp stretches beyond the hills. They send a messenger.

[Narrator]

Jezebel's expression remained unreadable, but her fingers tapped absently against her wrist. Ahab groaned, pushing himself upright with considerable effort.

[Ahab]

Let's hear what the dog wants. What did the messenger say?

[Scout/Messenger]

Thus speaks Ben Hadad, king of Aram. Your silver and your gold are mine. Your best wives and children are also mine. Give them freely, and Samaria will remain untouched.

[Narrator]

Silence swallowed the room. Ahab blinked, his mind sluggish with wine and disbelief. Jezebel folded her arms, her lips twitching slightly as though she had just been told an amusing joke.

[Ahab]

But my wives. My silver.

[Narrator]

He can't, jezebel interrupted, stepping closer, her voice ablaze through the murk of his hesitation.

[Jezebel]

Oh, he can. And why not? He is a real king, after all.

[Narrator]

Ahab's stomach tightened. There was something in her voice, something pointed. She watched him now like a cat watching a mouse struggle beneath its paw.

[Jezebel]

Ben Hadad is a conqueror, a warrior, I imagine. He takes what he wants with strength and confidence.

[Narrator]

Ahab's fingers clenched the goblet. A cruel smirk ghosted across Jezebel's lips before she turned away as though bored.

[Ahab]

Tell Ben Hadad. Tell him it is as he says. He may have what he asks for.

[Narrator]

The messenger nodded once and turned to leave. Jezebel tilted her head, her expression unreadable. As soon as the doors shut behind him, she turned to Ahab, voice like venom wrapped in silk.

[Jezebel]

The great King of Israel bowing like a servant. What a legacy.

[Narrator]

Ahab flinched, his throat working soundlessly. Before he could answer, the doors burst open again. The same scout returned.

[Scout/Messenger]

Benhadad sends new terms. He says that he will not only take your gold, your wives, and your children, but tomorrow his men will enter Samaria and take whatever pleases them.

[Narrator]

The man trembled, wondering if he should relay the next part.

[Scout/Messenger]

He suggests you set the tables and pour the wine in preparation.

[Narrator]

Ahab's face darkened. For all his weaknesses, even he could recognize when he was being mocked. He looked at Jezebel, but for once she remained silent, her face unreadable. His gaze swept the room, meeting the eyes of his elders and officials.

[Ahab]

Council, what do you say?

[Narrator]

The elders, sensing the line that had been crossed, murmured among themselves before one stepped forward. Do not listen to him, nor agree to his terms. Ahab swallowed, suddenly more sober than he had been all day. He turned back to the messenger, straightening with effort.

[Ahab]

Tell Ben Heydad that I agreed to his first demand. But this. This I will not allow.

[Narrator]

The young man bowed and departed. One of the elders shifted in his seat. We may need to prepare for war, my king. Silence held the room in its grip. Then Jezebel exhaled sharply and walked toward the balcony, looking out over the city below. Ahab hesitated before following, standing beside her. His breath reeked of drink, but his hands trembled less than before.

[Ahab]

We cannot win this fight.

[Narrator]

Jezebel didn't look at him.

[Jezebel]

Then you should pray that your God intervenes. If he still listens to cowards.

[Narrator]

Ahab closed his eyes. Below in the distant hills, fires burned as the Aramean army settled into their siege. Thunder rumbled overhead. A storm was coming, and for the first time in years, Ahab wondered if the God of Israel might still be watching. The throne room was quieter now, the weight of impending war settling over Samaria like a fog. Ahab sat hunched forward, his fingers tangled in his beard, his goblet untouched at his for once he was sober, though the lack of wine did little to ease the churning in his gut. The heavy doors creaked open and a lone figure entered. A prophet. Not Elijah, thank the heavens, but another one. This prophet was known as Azarel. He moved with the ease of a man who knew the ending of the story before it had begun. He spoke in measured tones, his words deliberate, each syllable dripping with an almost theatrical patience. His robes were simple, but his posture was that of a king addressing a lesser man. He did not hurry, nor did he fawn.

[Prophet Azarel]

Thus says the Lord. Have you seen this great multitude? Behold, I will deliver it into your hand this day, and you shall know that I am the Lord.

[Ahab]

And by what means we have no strength to stand against them.

[Prophet Azarel]

The junior officers of the provincial commanders shall begin the attack. The battle shall not be won by might nor by numbers, but by the hand of the Almighty.

[Ahab]

The junior officers? The untested. You would send boys to die?

[Prophet Azarel]

Ah, but you misunderstand, my king. It is not their hands that shall bring victory, nor yours. But they will strike first. And when they do, the enemy will waver.

[Ahab]

But these small runts can't fight a vast army.

[Prophet Azarel]

Hmm. You have truly forgotten your history, King Ahab. Is that not all that the Lord has done since our nation's beginning? Moses the exile, Gideon the coward, David.

[Ahab]

Yes, yes, yes. You've made your point.

[Narrator]

Ahab exhaled through his nose. He wanted to argue, to dismiss it, but something gnawed at him, something deeper than fear.

[Ahab]

Who shall start the battle?

[Narrator]

Azarel smiled, a slow, knowing thing, like a cat playing with a bird.

[Prophet Azarel]

You will.

[Narrator]

Ahab swallowed hard. He sat there for a long moment, fingers drumming against his throne. Then, finally, he stood.

[Ahab]

Tell the commanders to prepare.

[Narrator]

Azarel inclined his head, as if he had already known the decision before it was spoken. Then he turned and walked out, his robes swaying with the weight of inevitability. Ahab stared after him, his stomach twisting. He had expected a prophet to bring doom, to curse him, to declare judgment upon his head but this one had brought something free, far worse expectation. The sun hung low over Samaria's walls, bathing the land in gold. As the first trumpets blared outside the city, the Arameans lounged in their sprawling camp, confident, overfed, their leaders drowning in drink. Ben Hadad himself reclined beneath a vast canopy, goblet in hand, his fingers tracing slow, lazy circles along the rim. He was draped in silks, posture languid, voice dripping with indulgent condescension.

[Prophet Azarel]

How quaint.

[Narrator]

The Israelites march against us. A king should know when to kneel, not to dance upon the edge of a blade. Ben Hadad gestured for his commanders. These Israeliters are like kittens, baring their fangs. No doubt they'll run when the fight gets too hot to handle. Prepare to take prisoners. Lots of them. Outside, the Israelite forces surged forward, green but determined. The battle was not grand, not the clash of titanic forces, but it was sharp, quick and ruthless. The untested junior officers fought like men with something to prove, cutting through the first line of Aramean defenses with startling precision. Panic spread through the enemy camp. What had started as a jest turned to confusion, then fear. Shouts of alarm rippled through the tents. The generals stumbled over themselves, shouting orders between gulps of wine. Ben Hadad's lazy smirk faltered as he pushed himself upright.

[Ahab]

Mount the horses.

[Narrator]

Rally the men.

[Ahab]

Do not try to embarrass yourselves further.

[Narrator]

But it was too late. The the initial push had turned into a rout, the Arameans scattering in disarray as Israel pursued them. Ben Hadad, once so sure of his victory, now found himself gripping the reins of his horse with sweaty fingers as he fled for his life. Back in Samaria, Ahab stood atop the city walls, watching the enemy retreat. His breath came heavy, and his hands trembled. Against all reason, the prophet had been right. Ahab returned to the palace, the echoes of battle still ringing in his ears. He should have been triumphant, elated even, but instead he felt hollow. The throne room was dimly lit, a few flickering torches casting shadows along the stone walls. Jezebel was waiting for him. She stood by the window, her back to him, fingers tracing slow patterns against the wooden frame. She did not turn as he entered, did not greet him with words of praise or admiration.

[Jezebel]

So you won.

[Ahab]

The Lord gave them into our hands.

[Jezebel]

Oh, yes, yes, yes. How fortunate for you. But tell me, my king, do you really believe he did this for you? Or did he do it despite you?

[Narrator]

What do you mean?

[Jezebel]

Elijah and the prophets of Yahweh decry me and my prophets for our blood sacrifices. But I have come to discover something. Your God is more bloodthirsty than mine.

[Narrator]

Jezebel leaned against the balcony and threw her head back.

[Jezebel]

And when you. When you inevitably fail on that battlefield, your God will turn on you. Mark my words.

[Narrator]

She stepped closer, her voice dropping to something soft, something sharp.

[Jezebel]

He's a petty and jealous one God. He always demands something.

[Ahab]

I followed the word of the prophet. It seems obedience is all he required.

[Jezebel]

And you follow orders like a good little boy. But one slip and you will fall from your God's good graces. And I'll be here, reveling in the mess, feasting on the carcass of your shame. It will be delicious.

[Narrator]

She leaned in, whispering, her breath warm against his ear.

[Jezebel]

The Lord of Israel will appear.

[Ahab]

Abandon you.

[Jezebel]

Just you wait.

[Narrator]

She turned and walked away, her silhouette vanishing into the darkened corridors. Ahab stood alone, the weight of the crown heavier than ever. The halls of Samaria still carried the scent of victory, but Ahab's hands were clammy. He had barely settled onto his throne when the doors creaked open once more. Azarel entered, slow, deliberate, his expression void of triumph.

[Prophet Azarel]

Thus says the because the Arameans have said the Lord is a God of the hills and not the valleys, I will give this vast army into your hands once more, and you shall know that I am the Lord.

[Narrator]

Ahab's lip twitched.

[Ahab]

Another battle. The man fled like a rat. Let him run.

[Prophet Azarel]

Oh, he will. But he will return, and the Lord will give you victory once more. Though I wonder, do you truly wish to know the Lord Ahab, or only his victories?

[Ahab]

You prophets always speak in riddles. What does it matter why I fight, so long as I win?

[Prophet Azarel]

Because my king, the Lord, sees the heart, and yours is running out of places to hide.

[Narrator]

Ahab exhaled sharply, but said nothing. Azarel's eyes gleamed, almost amused.

[Prophet Azarel]

We shall see.

[Narrator]

The valley stretched wide, dust swirling around the feet of the assembled armies. Ahab stood at the head of his ranks, his pulse steady. His men were outnumbered, but Azarel's words lingered in his mind. Ben Hadad watched from afar, perched atop his warhorse, smug. Let's see how their God fights on even ground. The horns sounded. The battle began, but it was not a battle. It was a slaughter. The Arameans, confident in their terrain, broke like dry twigs beneath the weight of Israel's charge. Ben Hadad's confidence shattered as his men fell. His horse bucked beneath him, panicked nostrils flaring.

[Ahab]

No.

[Narrator]

Don't run them. Ben Hadad turned, eyes wide breath shallow. Cowards, all of you. His sword fell from his grip. The mighty army of Aram crumbled before him. Ahab sat in his war tent, sweat cooling on his brow. Before him, on his knees, was Ben Hadad, filthy, trembling, eyes darting like a cornered jackal. My Lord Mercy, we are brothers, are we not?

[Prophet Azarel]

Let us make peace.

[Narrator]

Ahab leaned forward, studying him. The man who had sneered, who had toyed with him, now looked like nothing more than a broken thing.

[Ahab]

A brother. Yes. You shall live.

[Prophet Azarel]

Have you asked the Lord Ahab, or only yourself?

[Narrator]

Ben Hadad exhaled, almost laughing in relief. Ahab smiled faintly. He had won. He had the power to grant mercy, to rule as he pleased. But behind him, in the shadows, Azarel turned his head slightly, exhaling through his nose.

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The streets of Samaria were thick with the kind of celebration that only followed war. Not the grief stricken mourning of the defeated, but the sickly, desperate relief of the survivors. The banners of Israel rippled in the evening wind. The people cheered, their voices raw from praise, lifting Ahab's name as if it could drown out the memory of the blood just barely dry on the battlefield. Ahab dismounted from his chariot, his hands stiff on the reins, his muscles aching from the long ride. The scent of war still clung to him. Sweat, leather, the metallic bite of iron and death. But there was a small, flickering part of him that dared to believe this day had been good, that perhaps just this once, he had done something right. And then the shadows stepped forth, a single man, cloaked and hooded, standing among the revellers like a stone in a river. The people parted around him without knowing why, their jubilation dimming as if someone had snuffed out a torch. The figure's hood lifted just enough to reveal a face of a prophet, not Elijah nor Azarel. Ahab didn't recognize this one, though the kind of dread that prophets brought was always familiar. The man's voice rang out, clear, unshaken, the kind of voice that carried the weight of the divine Ahab. You fool. You think you know better than the Lord? Because you have let an evil king

[Ahab]

live, whom the Lord had determined should be die.

[Narrator]

Your own life shall be for his

[Ahab]

life, your people for his people.

[Narrator]

Ahab's breath hitched. The words struck like a whip, lashing deep beneath his skin, down into the marrow of something he had spent his life trying to keep from rotting. He knew. Of course he knew. The Lord had wanted Ben Hadad dead, had wanted his justice carried out swift and unflinching, like the edge of a sword through a traitor's throat. Ahab had spared him instead, had played the benevolent king, had reached for mercy with a hand that wasn't his to extend. And now the weight of his own mercy turned to iron shackles.

[Ahab]

This. This is how my victory is repaid.

[Narrator]

The prophet did not answer, only stared. The silence stretched, an unbearable thing pressing down on Ahab until he could feel it in his ribs, could hear it beneath the cheers of the people, their celebration now hollow, distant, as though he stood in a dream, a nightmare. Ahab turned, desperate to find solace in the faces of his people, in the joy that had been his just moments ago. But now all he could see were mouths moving without meaning, hands raised in praise for a king already doomed. He swallowed hard, his throat tight. Ahab had always known that Yahweh's prophets never spoke lightly, and they never spoke in vain. The judgment had been rendered, and in his bones Ahab knew his time was running out. This prey.com production is only made possible by our dedicated team of creative talents. Steve Cattina, Max Bard, Zach Shellavager, and Ben Gammon are the executive producers of the Chosen People. Narrated by Paul Caltofianu Characters are voiced by Jonathan Cotton, Aaron Salvato, Sarah Seltz, Mike Reagan, Steven Ringwald, Sylvia zaradoc, Thomas Copeland Jr. Robert Rosanna Pilcher and Mitch Leschinsky Music by Andrew Morgan Smith Written by Aaron Salvato, Bree 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.

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