THE THREE ENEMIES.

“Sweet, thou art pale.”

“More pale to see,

Christ hung upon the cruel tree

And bore His Father's wrath for me.”

“Sweet, thou art sad.”

“Beneath a rod

More heavy, Christ for my sake trod

The winepress of the wrath of God.”

“Sweet, thou art weary.”

“Not so Christ:

Whose mighty love of me sufficed

For Strength, Salvation, Eucharist.”

“Sweet, thou art footsore.”

“If I bleed,

His feet have bled: yea, in my need

His Heart once bled for mine indeed.”