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It is not fit he live a day, they crie

March 21, 2016


  Hark how they crie aloud still, Crucifie:
  It is not fit he live a day, they crie,
  Who cannot live lesse than eternally:
           Was ever grief like mine?

  Pilate a stranger holdeth off; but they,
  Mine own deare people, cry, Away, away,
  With noises confused frighting the day:
           Was ever grief like mine?

  Yet still they shout, and crie, and stop their eares,
  Putting my life among their sinnes and fears,
  And therefore with my bloud on them and theirs:
           Was ever grief like mine?

"The Sacrifice"

The Temple

George Herbert, The Works of George Herbert (London: George Routledge & Co., 1854), 22.


"Christ before Pilate" By Mihály Munkácsy, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=230979

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