Christ's life was as it were, but one great act of love, begun at his birth and carried on even to the time of his death. If we follow this lamb in the whole tract of his life, we shall see that from his cradle unto his cross, the whole way was paved with love. John Durant.

Oh, Jesus. Sweet, the tears I shed while at thy feet, I kneel. Gaze on thy wounded fainting head, and all thy sorrows fill. My heart dissolves to see thee bleed, this heart so hard before. I hear thee for the guilty plead, and grief overflows the more. Twas for the sinful thou didst die, and I a sinner stand, convinced by thine expiring eye, slain by thy pierced hand. Ray Palmer.