Sinners crucifying the Lord of life daily. [ 1555]
THere is a story of one Clodoveyus, a King of France, that when he was con∣verted from Paganism to Christianity, while Rhemigius the Bishop was reading in the Gospel concerning the Passion of our Saviour, and the abu∣ses he suffered from Iudas and the rest of the Iews, he brake out into these words; O that I had been but there with my Frenchmen,* 1.1 I would have cut all their throats; In the mean time not considering, that by his daily sins, he did as much as they had done. And thus it is, that most of Men, all sinfull Men, condemn the crucifiers of Christ for their cruelty,* 1.2 but never look into themselves, who by their daily sins make him to bleed again afresh; The proud Man plats a Crown of thorns upon his sacred Head; the Sweater nails his hands and feet; the Scorner spits upon him,* 1.3 and the Drunkard gives him gall and Vinegar to drink; Our Hypocrisie was the kisse that betrayd him; the Sins of our bodies were and are the tormentors of his body; and the Sins of our Souls were they that made his Soul heavy to death, that caused the withdrawings of his Father's love from him, and made him in the heavinesse of his panged Soul to cry out, My God,* 1.4 my God, Why hast thou forsaken me?