The Real Passion of Christ JESUS our LORD
"The LORD hath laid on Him the iniquity of us all." -Isaiah 53:6 [KJV]
What
heart can conceive, what tongue express what the holy soul of Christ
endured when "the LORD laid on Him the iniquity of us all?" In the
garden of Gethsemane, what a load of guilt, what a weight of sin, what
an intolerable burden of the wrath of God did that sacred humanity
endure, until the pressure of sorrow and woe forced the drops of blood
to fall as sweat from His brow.
The human nature in its weakness
recoiled, as it were, from the cup of anguish put into His hand. His
body could scarce bear the load that pressed Him down; His soul, under
the waves and billows of God's wrath, sank in deep mire where there was
no standing, and came into deep waters where the floods overflowed Him
(Psalm 69:1-2).
And how could it be otherwise when that sacred
humanity was enduring all the wrath of God, suffering the very pangs of
hell, and wading in all the depths of guilt and terror? When the
blessed Lord was made sin (or a sin-offering) for us, He endured in His
holy soul all the pangs of distress, horror, alarm, misery, and guilt
that the elect would have felt in hell for ever; and not only as any one
of them would have felt, but as the collective whole would have
experienced under the outpouring of the everlasting wrath of God.
The anguish, the distress, the darkness, the condemnation, the shame, the guilt, the unutterable horror, that any or all of His quickened family have ever experienced under a sense of God's wrath, the curse of the law, and the terrors of hell, are only faint, feeble reflections of what the Lord felt in the garden and on the cross; for there were attendant circumstances in His case which are not, and indeed cannot be in theirs, and which made the distress and agony of His holy soul, both in nature and degree, such as none but He could feel or know.
He as the eternal Son of God, who had lain in His bosom before all worlds, had known all the blessedness and happiness of the love and favour of the Father, His own Father, shining upon Him, for He was "by Him as one brought up with Him, and was daily His delight, rejoicing always before Him" (Proverbs 8:30).
When, then, instead of love He felt His displeasure, instead of the beams of His favour He experienced the frowns and terrors of His wrath, instead of the light of His countenance He tasted the darkness and gloom of desertion,—what heart can conceive, what tongue express the bitter anguish which must have wrung the soul of our suffering Surety under this agonising experience?
-preacher J.C. Philpot (1802-1869 A.D.)
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