Monday, March 21, 2016

A Merciful Gaze Up On the Cross

What our Savior Saw from the Cross, J. Tissot

"And many a sad hour later
He climbed a tree at last,
And there, his great heart breaking,
He hung, a poor outcast."

"His love was still unfailing
His arms he opened wide,
And there in love he suffered
And there in love he died."

The Poems of St. John of the Cross—Songs of the Soul,
trans. Kathleen Jones (London, 1993), p. 65

For a more contemporary yet similarly powerful meditation on Good Friday,
check out these masterpieces from the
Six Accounts Leading up to Christ's Death on the Cross