Secondly, as his soul, so his body had her symptoms of approaching death: Our very eye will soon tell us, no place was left in his body where he might be smitten and was not: his skin was torn, his flesh was rent, his bones unjointed, his sinews strained; should we sum up all? See that face of his, fairer then the Sons of men, 1how it is defiled with spittle, swoln with buffets, masked with a cover of gore-blood; see that head, white as white wool, and snow, how is it Crowned with thorns, beaten with a reed, and both head and hair dyed in a sanguine red that issued from it; see those eyes that were as a flame of fire, how they swim with tears, are dim with blood, and darken at the sad approach of dreadful death:2 see that mouth which speak as ⟨p. 161⟩never man spake, how it is wan with strokes, grim with death,3 and embittered with that tartest potion of gall and vinegar: Should we any lower? See those arms that could embrace all the power of the world, how they are strained and stretched on the Cross; those shoulders that could bear the frame of Heaven, how they are lashed with knotty cords, and whips; those hands that made the world, and all therein, how are they nailed and clenched to a piece of wood; that heart where never dwelt deceit nor sin, how it is pierced and wounded with a soldiers spear: those bowels that yearned with compassion of others infirmities, how they are dry and pent with straining pulls: those feet that walked in the ways of God, how they are bored, and fastened to a Cross with nails: from hand to foot there is no part free, but all over he is covered in a mantle of cold blood, whose garments were dost before, and took of them that were his hangmen: Poor Saviour, what a woeful sight is this? A bloody face, thorny head, watery eyes, wan mouth, strained arms, lashed shoulders, nailed hands, wounded heart, griping bowels, bored feet: Here is sorry pains, when no part is free: and these are the outward Symptoms of his state that appear in his Body.
Secondly, as his soul, so his body had her symptoms of approaching death: Our very eye will soon tell us, no place was left in his body where he might be smitten and was not: his skin was torn, his flesh was rent, his bones unjoynted, his sinews streyned; should we summe up all? See that face of his, fairer then the Sons of men, 1how it is defiled with spettle, swoln with buffets, masked with a cover of gore-bloud; see that head, white as white wooll, and snow, how is it Crowned with thorns, beaten with a reed, and both head and hair dyed in a sanguine red that issued from it; see those eyes that were as a flame of fire, how they swim with tears, are dim with bloud, and darken at the sad approach of dreadfull death:2 see that mouth which speak as ⟨p. 161⟩never man spake, hovv it is vvan vvith stroaks, grim vvith death,3 and embittered with that tartest potion of gall and vinegar: Should we any lower? See those arms that could embrace all the power of the world, how they are strained and stretched on the Crosse; those shoulders that could bear the frame of Heaven, how they are lasht with knotty cords, and whips; those hands that made the world, and all therein, how are they nailed and clenched to a piece of wood; that heart where never dwelt deceit nor sinne, how it is pierced and wounded with a souldiers spear: those bowels that yearned with compassion of others infirmities, how they are drie and pent with straining puls: those feet that walked in the wayes of God, how they are boared, and fastened to a Crosse with nayls: from hand to foot there is no part free, but all over he is covered in a mantle of cold bloud, whose garments were doft before, and took of them that were his hangmen: Poor Saviour, what a wofull sight is this? A bloudy face, thornie head, watery eyes, wan mouth, strained arms, lashed shoulders, nayled hands, wounded heart, griping bowels, boared feet: Here is sorrie pains, when no part is free: and these are the outward Symptomes of his state that appear in his Body.
- 1Psal. 45.2. Revel. 1.14.
- 2Revel. ibid.
- 3John 7.46.
