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Pilate then called together the chief priests, the
leaders, and the people, and said to them, "You brought
me this man as one who was perverting the people; and
here I have examined him in your presence and have not
found this man guilty of any of your charges against
him. Neither has Herod, for he sent him back to us.
Indeed, he has done nothing to deserve death. I will
therefore have him flogged and release him." Then they
all shouted out together, "Away with this fellow!
Release Barabbas for us!" (This was a man who had been
put in prison for an insurrection that had taken place
in the city, and for murder.) Pilate, wanting to release
Jesus, addressed them again; but they kept shouting,
"Crucify, crucify him!" A third time he said to them,
"Why, what evil has he done? I have found in him no
ground for the sentence of death; I will therefore have
him flogged and then release him." But they kept
urgently demanding with loud shouts that he should be
crucified; and their voices prevailed. So Pilate gave
his verdict that their demand should be granted. |
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The Way of the Cross, By Saint Francis of Assisi |
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Adoration
We adore Thee, O Christ, and we praise Thee, because by Thy holy
cross, Thou hast redeemed the world.
Meditation
Jesus, most innocent, who neither did nor could commit a sin,
was condemned to death, and moreover, to the most ignominious
death of the cross. To remain a friend of Caesar, Pilate
delivered Him into the hands of His enemies. A fearful crime --
to condemn Innocence to death, and to offend God in order not to
displease men!
Prayer
O innocent Jesus, having sinned, I am guilty of eternal death,
but Thou willingly dost accept the unjust sentence of death,
that I might live. For whom, then, shall I henceforth live, if
not for Thee, my Lord? Should I desire to please men, I could
not be Thy servant. Let me, therefore, rather displease men and
all the world, than not please Thee, O Jesus.
Our Father
Hail Mary
Glory Be
Lord Jesus, crucified, have mercy on us!
Sabat Mater
At the cross her station keeping,
Stood the mournful Mother weeping,
Close to Jesus to the last.
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