by Nick Laninga
THE SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST, THE SON OF DAVID, DYING AT THE HANDS
OF WICKED MEN.
PSALM 22:7 EVERYONE WHO SEES ME MOCKS ME; THEY GAPE AT ME WITH OPEN MOUTHS AND SHAKE THEIR HEADS AT ME.
These prophetic words from the O.T. paint such a vivid picture of the coming Christ at His crucifixion. No pity was shown to Christ in His distress. As Pilate proclaims “behold the man!”
I would like to offer the following from John Stainer’s cantata “ The Crucifixion.”
From the throne of His cross, the King of grief cries out to a world of unbelief: Oh! Men and women afar and nigh, is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? I laid My eternal power aside, I came from the home of the Glorified, a babe in the lowly cave to lie. Is it nothing to you all ye
that pass by?
I wept for the sorrows and pains of men. I healed them and helped them and loved them, but then, they shouted against Me, “CRUCIFY”! “CRUCIFY”! “CRUCIFY”! Is it nothing to you? Behold Me and see: pierced thro’and thro’ with countless sorrows, and all is for you; for you I suffer, for you I die. Is it nothing to you all ye that pass by? Oh! Men and women your deeds of shame, your sins without reason, and number, and name, I bear them all on this Cross on high. Is it nothing to you that I bow My Head? And nothing to you that My Blood is shed?
OH! PERISHING SOULS TO YOU I CRY! O COME UNTO ME! This awful price, Redemption’s tremendous sacrifice, is paid for you. OH! Why will you die!
Matthew 27:39 “And those who passed by blasphemed Him, wagging their heads”
Others mocked Him and sneered at Him.
THINK ABOUT IT! The question remains for us as humanity continues to pass by. IS IT NOTHING TO YOU? Do we pass by and continue to sneer, mock and wag our heads?
Three men shared death upon a hill
But only one man died;
A thief and God Himself—
Three crosses still
Are borne up Calvary’s hill
Where sin still lifts them high;
Upon the one sag broken men
Who, cursing, die;
Another holds the praying thief,
Or those who, penitent as he,
Still find the Christ
Beside them on the tree.
By Miriam Lefevre Crouse
For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son. Jn. 3:16