The Soldiers Mock Jesus
16 The soldiers led Jesus away into the palace (that is, the Praetorium) and called together the whole company of soldiers. 17 They put a purple robe on him, then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on him. 18 And they began to call out to him, “Hail, king of the Jews!” 19 Again and again they struck him on the head with a staff and spit on him. Falling on their knees, they paid homage to him. 20 And when they had mocked him, they took off the purple robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him out to crucify him.
The parade of mockery – how sad. He had entered Jerusalem a few short days ago with pomp and circumstance with joy and fun and excitement, Now he is being tormented and ridiculed and the road seems endless he is travelling. What next?
We have heard stories told that can be seen to tell somewhat the same circumstances but none was as sad and tragic as what happened to Jesus the last week of his earthly life.
My song is love unknown, my Savior’s love to me,
love to the loveless shown that they might lovely be.
O who am I that for my sake my Lord should take frail flesh and die?
He came from his blest throne salvation to bestow,
but men made strange, and none the longed-for Christ would know.
But O my friend, my friend indeed, who at my need, his life did spend.
Sometimes they strew his way, and his strong praises sing,
resounding all the day hosannas to their King.
Then “Crucify!” is all their breath, and for his death they thirst and cry.
Why, what hath my Lord done? What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run, he gave the blind their sight.
Sweet injuries! Yet they at these themselves displease, and ‘gainst him rise.
They rise, and needs will have my dear Lord made away;
a murderer they save, the Prince of Life they slay.
Yet steadfast he to suffering goes, that he his foes from thence might free.
Here might I stay and sing, no story so divine:
never was love, dear King, never was grief like thine.
This is my friend, in whose sweet praise I all my days could gladly spend.
Lord, may the words of this hymn speak to us of your deep love for us and help us in our daily lives. Amen.