1 Kings 19:1-21; Jeremiah 31:1-40; Hebrews 2:1-18
The plowers plowed upon my back: they made long their furrows. Psalm 129:3
I gave my back to the smiters … Isaiah 50:6
The scourgers tore our Lord’s back as plowmen furrow a field. It is as if they delighted in their cruel labour! Samuel Pierce wrote, “What must the feelings of our Lord have been when they made such furrows on His back, that it was all furrowed and welted with such long wounds, that it was more like a plowed field than anything else.” Let us adore Him once more today and say with deepest gratitude, “with his stripes we are healed” (Isa. 53:5). —Pete Smith
Saviour, we remember Thee! Thy deep woe and agony,
All Thy suffering on the tree: Saviour we adore Thee. —S. Francis