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March 23
"His sweat was as it were great drops of blood falling down to the
ground." --Luke 22:44
The mental pressure arising from our
Lord's struggle with temptation, so forced his frame to an unnatural
excitement, that his pores sent forth great drops of blood which fell down to
the ground. This proves how tremendous must have been the weight of sin when it
was able to crush the Saviour so that he distilled great drops of blood! This
demonstrates the mighty power of his love. It is a very pretty observation of
old Isaac Ambrose that the gum which exudes from the tree without cutting is
always the best. This precious camphire-tree yielded most sweet spices when it
was wounded under the knotty whips, and when it was pierced by the nails on the
cross; but see, it giveth forth its best spice when there is no whip, no nail,
no wound. This sets forth the voluntariness of Christ's sufferings, since
without a lance the blood flowed freely. No need to put on the leech, or apply
the knife; it flows spontaneously. No need for the rulers to cry, "Spring
up, O well;" of itself it flows in crimson torrents. If men suffer great
pain of mind apparently the blood rushes to the heart. The cheeks are pale; a
fainting fit comes on; the blood has gone inward as if to nourish the inner man
while passing through its trial. But see our Saviour in His agony; he is so
utterly oblivious of self, that instead of his agony driving his blood to the
heart to nourish himself, it drives it outward to bedew the earth. The agony of
Christ, inasmuch as it pours him out upon the ground, pictures the fulness of
the offering which he made for men.
Do we not perceive how intense must have been the wrestling through
which he passed, and will we not hear its voice to us? "Ye have not yet
resisted unto blood, striving against sin." Behold the great Apostle and
High Priest of our profession, and sweat even to blood rather than yield to the
great tempter of your souls.