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They heard his last cry to his God. They saw him rise victorious over death. THEY HEARD HIS LAST CRY TO HIS GOD THEY SAW HIM RISE VICTORIOUS OVER DEATH
das this day, instead of cursed Judas. He was not bad. He had only one failing--the failing that makes the difference between a saint and a villain, all the world over--he was a coward; he was afraid of being poor.) "They saw him, pale and silent, dragged now before the priests of his own countrymen, and now before the Roman Governor, while the voice of the people--the people who had cried 'Hosanna' to him--shouted 'Crucify him! crucify him!' They saw him bleeding from the crown of thorns. They saw him, still followed by the barking mob, sink beneath the burden of his cross. They saw the woman wipe the bloody sweat from off his face. They saw the last, long, silent look between the mother and the son, as, journeying upward to his death, he passed her in the narrow way through which he once had ridden in brief-lived triumph. They heard her low sob as she turned away, leaning on Mary Magdalen. They saw him nailed upon the cross between the thieves. They saw the blood start from his side. TO DO MAN HE MIGHT HAVE BEEN SAINT JUDAS THIS DAY INSTEAD OF CURSED JUDAS HE WAS NOT BAD HE HAD ONLY ONE FAILING THE FAILING THAT MAKES THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A SAINT AND A VILLAIN ALL THE WORLD OVER HE WAS A COWARD HE WAS AFRAID OF BEING POOR THEY SAW HIM PALE AND SILENT DRAGGED NOW BEFORE THE PRIESTS OF HIS OWN COUNTRYMEN AND NOW BEFORE THE ROMAN GOVERNOR WHILE THE VOICE OF THE PEOPLE THE PEOPLE WHO HAD CRIED HOSANNA TO HIM SHOUTED CRUCIFY HIM CRUCIFY HIM THEY SAW HIM BLEEDING FROM THE CROWN OF THORNS THEY SAW HIM STILL FOLLOWED BY THE BARKING MOB SINK BENEATH THE BURDEN OF HIS CROSS THEY SAW THE WOMAN WIPE THE BLOODY SWEAT FROM OFF HIS FACE THEY SAW THE LAST LONG SILENT LOOK BETWEEN THE MOTHER AND THE SON AS JOURNEYING UPWARD TO HIS DEATH HE PASSED HER IN THE NARROW WAY THROUGH WHICH HE ONCE HAD RIDDEN IN BRIEF LIVED TRIUMPH THEY HEARD HER LOW SOB AS SHE TURNED AWAY LEANING ON MARY MAGDALEN THEY SAW HIM NAILED UPON THE CROSS BETWEEN THE THIEVES THEY SAW THE BLOOD START FROM HIS SIDE
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