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Day 5 - Thursday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Daily Reading | Connect the Testaments | My Ut Most for His Highest | Thoughts for the Quiet Hour |

  Morning, April 3 . Go To Evening Reading "They took Jesus, and led him away." —John 19:16 He had been all night in agony, he had spent the early morning at the hall of Caiaphas, he had been hurried from Caiaphas to Pilate, from Pilate to Herod, and from Herod back again to Pilate; he had, therefore, but little strength left, and yet neither refreshment nor rest were permitted him. They were eager for his blood and, thus, led him out to die, loaded with the cross. O dolorous procession! Well may Salem's daughters weep. My soul, do thou weep also. What do we learn here as we see our blessed Lord led forth? Do we not perceive that truth outlined in shadow by the scapegoat,  not the high-priest, brings the scapegoat, puts both his hands upon its head, confessing the people's sins, that thus those sins might be laid upon the goat, and cease from the people? Then the goat was led away by a fit man into the wilderness, and it carried away the people's sins, so t...
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Day 4 - Wednesday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Daily Reading | Connect the Testaments | My Utmost for His Highest | Thoughts for the Quiet Hour |

  Morning, April 2 . Go To Evening Reading "He answered him with never a word." —Matthew 27:14 He had never been slow of speech when he could bless the sons of men, but he would not say a single word for himself. "Ever man spake like this man," "never man was silent like him. Was this singular silence the index of his perfect self-sacrifice ? Did it show that he would not utter a word to stay the slaughter of his sacred person, which he had dedicated as an offering for us? Had he so entirely surrendered himself that he would not interfere in his own behalf, even in the minutest degree, but be bound and slain an unstruggling, uncomplaining victim? Was this silence a type of defencelessness against sin? Nothing can be said in palliation or excuse of human guilt; therefore, he who bore its whole weight stood speechless before his judge. Is not patient silence the best reply to a gainsaying world ? Calm endurance answers some questions infinitely more conclusi...

Day 3 - Tuesday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Daily Reading | Connect the Testaments | My Utmost for His Highest | Thoughts for the Quiet Hour |

  Morning, April 1 . Go To Evening Reading “Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth.” —Song of Solomon 1:2 We have been dwelling upon the Saviour’s passion for several days, and for some little time to come we shall linger there. In beginning a new month, let us seek the same desires after our Lord as those which glowed in the heart of the elect spouse. See how she leaps at once to him ; there are no prefatory words; she does not even mention his name; she is in the heart of her theme at once, for she speaks of him who was the only him in the world to her. How bold is her love! It was much condescension which permitted the weeping penitent to anoint his feet with spikenard—it was rich love which allowed the gentle Mary to sit at his feet and learn of him—but here, love, strong, fervent love, aspires to higher tokens of regard, and closer signs of fellowship. Esther trembled in the presence of Ahasuerus, but the spouse in joyful liberty of perfect love knows no fear. We m...

Day 2 - Monday | Daily Devotions | Morning and Evening: Daily Reading | Connect the Testaments | My Utmost for His Highest | Mt Thoughts for the Hour |

  Morning, March 31 . Go To Evening Reading “With his stripes we are healed.” —Isaiah 53:5 Pilate delivered our Lord to the lictors to be scourged. The Roman scourge was a most dreadful instrument of torture. It was made of the sinews of oxen, and sharp bones were inter-twisted every here and there among the sinews; so, every time the lash came down, these pieces of bone inflicted fearful laceration, tearing off the flesh from the bone. The Saviour was, no doubt, bound to the column and thus beaten. He had been beaten before, but this of the Roman lictors was probably the most severe of his flagellations. My soul, stand here and weep over his poor stricken body. Believer in Jesus, can you gaze upon him without tears, as he stands before you, the mirror of agonizing love? He is at once fair as the lily for innocence, and red as the rose with the crimson of his own blood. As we feel the sure and blessed healing which his stripes have wrought in us, does not our heart melt at o...