The Crucifixion "A Paltry Sacrifice." — PREFACE TO A PLAY Oh, man's capacity For spiritual sorrow, corporal pain! Who has explored the deepmost of that sea, With heavy links of a far-fathoming chain? That melancholy lead, Let down in guilty and in innocent hold, Yea into childish hands delivered, Leaves the sequestered floor unreached, untold. One only has explored The deepmost; but He did not die of it. Not yet, not yet He died. Man's human Lord Touched the extreme; it is not infinite. But over the abyss Of God's capacity for woe He stayed One hesitating hour; what gulf was this? Forsaken He went down, and was afraid. |
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