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The Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ by Anne Catherine Emmerich
CHAPTER XXVII.
Ecce Homo.
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THE cruel executioners then reconducted our Lord to Pilate's palace,
with the scarlet cloak still thrown over his shoulders, the crown of
thorns on his head, and the reed in his fettered hands. He was
perfectly unrecognisable, his eyes, mouth, and beard being covered with
blood, his body but one wound, and his back bowed down as that of an
aged man, while every limb trembled as be walked. When Pilate saw him
standing at the entrance of his tribunal, even he (hard-hearted as he
usually was) started, and shuddered with horror and compassion, whilst
the barbarous priests and the populace, far from being moved to pity,
continued their insults and mockery. When Jesus had ascended the
stairs, Pilate came forward, the trumpet was sounded to announce that
the governor was about to speak, and he addressed the Chief Priests and
the bystanders in the following words: Behold, I bring him forth to
you, that you may know that I find no cause in him.'
The archers then led Jesus up to Pilate, that the people might again
feast their cruel eyes on him, in the state of degradation to which he
was reduced. Terrible and heartrending, indeed, was the spectacle he
presented, and an exclamation of horror burst from the multitude,
followed by a dead silence, when he with difficulty raised his wounded
head, crowned as it was with thorns, and cast his exhausted glance on
the excited throng. Pilate exclaimed, as he pointed him out to the
people; Ecce homo! Behold the man!' The hatred of the High Priests and
their followers was, if possible, increased at the right of Jesus, and
they cried out, Put him to death; crucify him.' Are you not content?'
said Pilate. The punishment he has received is, beyond question,
sufficient to deprive him of all desire of making himself king.' But
they cried out the more, and the multitude joined in the cry, Crucify
him, crucify him!' Pilate then sounded the trumpet to demand silence,
and said: Take you him and crucify him, for I find no cause in him.' We
have a law, and according to that law he ought to die,' replied the
priests, because he made himself the Son of God.' These words, he made
himself the Son of God,' revived the fears of Pilate; he took Jesus
into another room, and asked him; Whence art thou?' But Jesus made no
answer. Speakest thou not to me?' said Pilate; knowest thou not that I
have power to crucify thee, and power to release thee?' Thou shouldst
not have any power against me,' replied Jesus, unless it were given
thee from above; therefore he that hath delivered me to thee hath the
greater sin.'
The undecided, weak conduct of Pilate filled Claudia Procles with
anxiety; she again sent him the pledge, to remind him of his promise,
but he only returned a vague, superstitious answer, importing that he
should leave the decision of the case to the gods. The enemies of
Jesus, the High Priests and the Pharisees, having heard of the efforts
which were being made by Claudia to save him, caused a report to be
spread among the people, that the partisans of our Lord had seduced
her, that he would be released, and then join the Romans and bring
about the destruction of Jerusalem, and the extermination of Jews.
Pilate was in such a state of indecision and uncertainty as to be
perfectly beside himself; he did not know what step to take next, and
again addressed himself to the enemies of Jesus, declaring that he
found no crime in him,' but they demanded his death still more
clamorously. He then remembered the contradictory accusations which had
been brought against Jesus, the mysterious dreams of his wife, and the
unaccountable impression which the words of Jesus had made on himself,
and therefore determined to question him again in order thus to obtain
some information which might enlighten him as to the course he ought to
pursue; he therefore returned to the Pr?torium, went alone into a room,
and sent for our Saviour. He glanced at the mangled and bleeding Form
before him, and exclaimed inwardly: Is it possible that he can be God?'
Then he turned to Jesus, and adjured him to tell him if he was God, if
he was that king who had been promised to the Jews, where his kingdom
was, and to what class of gods he belonged. I can only give the sense
of the words of Jesus, but they were solemn and severe. He told him
that his kingdom was not of this world,' and he likewise spoke strongly
of the many hidden crimes with which the conscience of Pilate was
defiled; warned him of the dreadful fate which would be his, if he did
not repent; and finally declared that he himself, the Son of Man, would
come at the last day, to pronounce a just judgment upon him.
Pilate was half frightened and half angry at the words of Jesus; he
returned to the balcony, and again declared that he would release
Jesus; but they cried out: If thou release this man, thou art not
C?sar's friend. For whosoever maketh himself a king speaketh against
C?sar.' Others said that they would accuse him to the Emperor of having
disturbed their festival; that he must make up his mind at once,
because they were obliged to be in the Temple by ten o'clock at night.
The cry, Crucify him! crucify him!' resounded on all sides; it
reëchoed even from the flat roofs of the houses near the forum, where
many persons were assembled. Pilate saw that all his efforts were vain,
that he could make no impression on the infuriated mob; their yells and
imprecations were deafening, and he began to fear an insurrection.
Therefore he took water, and washed his hands before the people,
saying, I am innocent of the blood of this just man; look you to it.' A
frightful and unanimous cry then came from the dense multitude, who
were assembled from all parts of Palestine, His blood be upon us, and
upon our children.
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