The Blessed Sacrament or the Works and Ways of God (Paperback)

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1856 Excerpt: ...the more He seemed to withdraw His Divinity inwards and coil it up secretly within Himself. He used it only that He might live to suffer more and so look less like God, or that He might keep His angels away that they might not break in upon the hideous drama with the vindictive brightness of their power. Nay, even what He permitted thickened His concealment; for He let Judas betray Him, Peter deny Him, and the rest run timidly away from Him; and would they who had a right to know Him best have done this, had they fully realized that He was God? Will the scourges mark His flesh? Will the thorns penetrate His brow? Will the nails enter His hands and feet, and the hammer drive them through, according to common laws? Yes all will be as humanly natural, as were the processes of the Sacred Infancy. And the paler He grew, and the whiter, and the fainter, and the weaker, the more His drooping eye was full of patient weariness, and His colourless lips parched with thirst, and His helpless frame parched with the long continuance and desperate cruelty of corporal agony, the less all the while He looked like God. But the decisive test will come. Death Can God die? Can the Eternal end? Can the Sinless suffer the punishment expressly invented for the sinful? Yes death draws nigh, and He bows His head, assenting to the blow, and God is dead three hours after noon upon a hill nigh to an ancient oriental city Was ever anything more unspeakably hidden than all this? Its very awfulness is partly in its being so hidden. Look up into the face of the Holy Trinity; see the vivid coruscations of His intolerable glory, before creation was: measure His majesty; fathom His wisdom; calculate the possible condescensions of His love, and look at Calvary But the Triduo with its almo...