3月31日 清晨甘露


三月三十一日

因他受的鞭伤,我们得医治。(赛53:5

比拉多把我们的主交给罗马的官兵鞭打。罗马的鞭是最可怕的一种刑具。这种鞭是用很多牛筋作的,一端有柄,下端穿着许多尖锐的骨刺,所以这鞭打在人身上的时候,骨刺就使人皮开肉绽、血肉横飞,真是惨痛万分。无疑他们是把救主绑在刑柱上鞭笞的。他以前被鞭挞过,而罗马兵丁这一次的鞭笞却是最厉害的。我的心哪!要在这里为他可怜的被鞭笞的身体痛苦吧!

信耶稣的人哪!当他站在你身边用苦痛的镜面反映出他的爱来,你仰头看他的时候眼眶中能不满了热泪吗?他的无辜曾像百合花一样地美丽,他的血又像玫瑰那样地鲜红。当我们感到他的鞭伤使我们得了医治时,我们的心不是立即就被爱和悲熔化了吗?若我们爱我们的主耶稣,那么我们一定会感到心胸之中涌流着这种爱情。

耶稣默然站立,忍受羞辱嬉戏!

全能者的手被罪人捆绑,造物主的面受罪人唾弃。

头颅满戴荆棘,额角鲜血滴滴!

鞭笞无情地打在他背上,一阵阵地泛在他的心里。

我们要进到内室痛哭一场,但我们有我们一天当作的事。我们要先求我们所爱的主,今天把他流血的惨状深深印在我们心中,当夜晚归家时再来到他面前,并为我们的罪忧伤,因为这罪曾加重他所付的代价。


March 31

“With His stripes we are healed.” –Isaiah 53:5

Pilate delivered our Lord to the lictors
to be scourged. The Roman scourge was a most dreadful instrument of torture. It
was made of the sinews of oxen, and sharp bones were inter-twisted every here
and there among the sinews; so that every time the lash came down these pieces
of bone inflicted fearful laceration, and tore off the flesh from the bone. The
Saviour was, no doubt, bound to the column, and thus beaten. He had been beaten
before; but this of the Roman lictors was probably the most severe of His
flagellations. My soul, stand here and weep over His poor stricken body.

Believer in Jesus, can you gaze upon Him
without tears, as He stands before you the mirror of agonizing love? He is at
once fair as the lily for innocence, and red as the rose with the crimson of
His own blood. As we feel the sure and blessed healing which His stripes have
wrought in us, does not our heart melt at once with love and grief? If ever we
have loved our Lord Jesus, surely we must feel that affection glowing now
within our bosoms.

“See how the patient Jesus stands,

Insulted in His lowest case!

Sinners have bound the Almighty’s hands,

And spit in their Creator’s face.

With thorns His temples gor’d and gash’d

Send streams of blood from every part;

His back’s with knotted scourges lash’d.

But sharper scourges tear His heart.”

We would fain go to our chambers and weep; but since our business calls
us away, we will first pray our Beloved to print the image of His bleeding self
upon the tablets of our hearts all the day, and at nightfall we will return to
commune with Him, and sorrow that our sin should have cost Him so dear.

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