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See that cross!
by Spurgeon
Oh, sinner, look there, and see that cross!
Mark yonder man upon it!
"See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did ever such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?"
Do you note that eye?
Can you see languid pity for your soul floating in it?
Do you mark that side?
It is opened that you may hide your sins therein.
See those drops of crimson blood?
Every drop is trickling down for you.
Hear that death-shriek, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani"?
That shriek in all its deep-toned solemnity is for you.
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