“As they were looking on,” so we also gaze on his wounds as he hangs. We see his blood as he dies. We see the price offered by our redeemer, touch the scars of his resurrection. He bows his head, as if to kiss you. His heart is made bare open, as it were, in love to you. His arms extended that he may embrace you. His whole body is displayed for your redemption. Ponder how great these things are.—St. Augustine, On Virginity
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