September 28, 2007

Mark 15.16-39

Then the soldiers took him inside the courtyard (the Governor's headquarters) and called together the whole company. They dressed him in purple, and having plaited a crown of thorns, placed it on his head. Then they began to salute him with "Hail, King of the Jews!" They beat him about the head with a cane and spat upon him, and then knelt and paid mock homage to him. When they'd finished their mockery, they stripped him of the purple and dressed him in his own clothes."

Then they took him out to crucify him. A man called Simon, from Cyrene, the father of Alexander and Rufus, was passing by on his way in from the country, and they pressed him into service to carry his cross.

They brought him to the place called Golgotha, which means "Place of a Skull." He was offered drugged wine, but he would not take it. Then they fastened him to the cross. They divided his clothes among them, casting lots to decide what each should have.

The hour of the crucifiction was nine in the morning, and the inscription giving the charge against him read, "The King of the Jews." Two bandits were crucified with him, one on his right and one on his left.

The passers-by hurled abuse at him. "Aha!" they cried, wagging their heads, "You would pull the Temple down, would you, and build it in three days? Come down from the cross and save yourself!" So too the chief priests and the doctors of the Law jested with one another: "He save others," they said, "but he cannot save himself. Let the Messiah, the King of Israel, come down now from the cross. If we see that, then we shall believe?" Even those who were crucified with him taunted him.

At midday darkness fell over the whole land, which lasted till three in the afternoon; and at three Jesus cried aloud, "Eli, Eli, lema sabachthani," which means, "My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?"

Some of the passers-by, on hearing this, said "Hark, he is calling Elijah." A man came running with a sponge, soaked in sour wine, on the end of a cane, and held it to his lips. "Let us see," he said, "if Elijah is coming to take him down."

Then Jesus gave a loud cry and died.

And the curtain of the Temple was torn in two from top to bottom.

And when the centurian who was standing opposite him saw how he died, he said, "Truly this man was a son of God."

1 Comments:

At 2:20 PM, Blogger forrest said...

My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
Why art thou so far from helping me, from the words of my groaning?

O my God, I cry by day, but thou dost not answer,
and by night, but find no rest.

Yet thou art holy, enthroned on the praises of Israel.
In thee our fathers trusted; they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
To thee they cried, and were saved; in thee they trusted, and were not disappointed.

But I am a worm, and no man; scorned by men, and despised by the people.
All who see me mock at me, they make mouths at me; they wag their heads.
He committed his cause to the Lord; let Him deliver him;
let Him rescue him, for he delights in Him!"

Yet thou art he who took me from the womb; thou didst keep me safe upon my mother's breasts.
Upon thee I was cast from my birth,
and since my mother bore me thou hast been my God.
Be not far from me, for trouble is near, and there is none to help.

Many bulls encompass me; strong bulls of Bashan surround me; they open wide their mouths at me, like a ravening and roaring lion.

I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint;
my heart is like wax; it is melted within my breast.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue cleaves to my jaws; thou dost lay me in the dust of death.

Yea, dogs are round about me; a company of evildoers encircle me; they have pierced my hands and feet--I can count all my bones; they stare and gloat over me; they divide my garments among them; and for my rainment they cast lots.

But thou, O Lord, be not far off! O thou my help, hasten to my aid! Deliver my soul from the sword, my life from the power of the dog!

Save me from the mouth of the lion, my afflicted soul from the horns of the wild oxen!

I will tell of thy name to my brethren; in the midst of the congregation I will praise thee.

You who fear the Lord, praise him! All you sons of Jacob, glorify him, and stand in awe of him, all you sons of Israel. For He has not despised or abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; and He has not hid his face from him, but has heard, when he cried to Him.

From thee comes my praise in the great congregation; my vows I will pay before those who fear him. The afflicted shall eat and be satisfied; those who seek him shall praise the Lord. May your hearts live forever!

All the ends of the earth shall remember and turn to the Lord; and all the families of the nations shall worship before him. For dominion belongs to the Lord, and he rules over all the nations.

Yea, to him shall all the proud of the earth bow down; before him shall bow all who go down to the dust; and he who cannot keep himself alive, posterity shall serve him.

Men shall tell of the Lord to the coming generation, and proclaim his deliverance to a people yet unborn, that he has wrought it.

Psalm 22

 

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