“My song is love unknown, my Saviour’s love for me,
Love to the loveless shown that they might lovely be.
O who am I that for my sake/my Lord should take frail flesh and die?
Sometimes they strew his way and his sweet praises sing,
Resounding all the day Hosannas to their King.
Then “Crucify!” is all their breath, and for his death they thirst and cry.“
Down from the Mount of Olives on Sunday they shouted “Hosanna”, and then in the city on Friday it was “Crucify”.
They were not particularly evil, just fickle. Silly sheep. Like us.
We have celebrated some new friend and then turned against him when he turned out to be not what we expected. When the rest of the crowd told us he was no good.
All we like sheep have gone astray … and the Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all.
“They rise, and needs will have my dear Lord made away;
A murderer they save; the Prince of Life they slay.
Yet cheerful he to suffering goes, that he his foes from thence might free.“
It’s hard when you’re in a position of responsibility. Hard to keep the peace with Romans on one side and Zealots on the other. It’s all very well to talk about justice, but you have to compromise. You’ve got to consider the good of the whole community, even if it’s tough on one individual. It really is expedient that one man should die rather than risk violence.
It happens every day in business, and in politics. Any of us who have had management responsibilities know that you can’t always be fair – sometimes someone has to suffer so that the business can flourish.
He was wounded for our transgressions, He was bruised for our iniquities.
“In life no house, no home, my Lord on earth might have;
In death no friendly tomb but what a stranger gave.
What may I say? Heaven was his home, but mine the tomb wherein he lay.“
At least Joseph and Nicodemus did the decent thing in the end. Of course if Nicodemus had spoken out earlier things might have been different – but better late than never!
You might miss an opportunity for doing good here and there but don’t worry about it. What matters is that in the end you are seen to be on the right side. Sometimes you can make quite an impressive gesture and everyone will forget about your failures.
He is despised and rejected of men, a man of sorrows and acquainted with grief; and we hid as it were our faces from him. He was despised and we esteemed him not.
If there had been any real justice that should have been Caiaphas’ tomb.
If the Law had been applied as it was intended that should have been Pilate’s tomb.
If the Law were to be applied it would be my tomb.
Mine the tomb wherein he lay.
Singing the Faith no. 277 by Samuel Crossman. Isaiah chapter 53