19 And they were smiting him on the head with a reed, and were spitting on him, and having bent the knee, were bowing to him,
He is despised, and left of men, A man of pains, and acquainted with sickness, And as one hiding the face from us, He is despised, and we esteemed him not. Surely our sicknesses he hath borne, And our pains -- he hath carried them, And we -- we have esteemed him plagued, Smitten of God, and afflicted. And he is pierced for our transgressions, Bruised for our iniquities, The chastisement of our peace `is' on him, And by his bruise there is healing to us.
looking to the author and perfecter of faith -- Jesus, who, over-against the joy set before him -- did endure a cross, shame having despised, on the right hand also of the throne of God did sit down; for consider again him who endured such gainsaying from the sinners to himself, that ye may not be wearied in your souls -- being faint.
And thou, why dost thou judge thy brother? or again, thou, why dost thou set at nought thy brother? for we shall all stand at the tribunal of the Christ; for it hath been written, `I live! saith the Lord -- to Me bow shall every knee, and every tongue shall confess to God;'
for he shall be delivered up to the nations, and shall be mocked, and insulted, and spit upon, and having scourged they shall put him to death, and on the third day he shall rise again.'
`Lo, we go up to Jerusalem, and the Son of Man shall be delivered to the chief priests and scribes, and they shall condemn him to death, and shall deliver him to the nations to mock, and to scourge, and to crucify, and the third day he will rise again.'
And -- in my halting they have rejoiced, And have been gathered together, Gathered against me were the smiters, And I have not known, They have rent, and they have not ceased; With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth. Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
And I `am' a worm, and no man, A reproach of man, and despised of the people. All beholding me do mock at me, They make free with the lip -- shake the head,
Sons of folly -- even sons without name, They have been smitten from the land. And now, their song I have been, And I am to them for a byword. They have abominated me, They have kept far from me, And from before me have not spared to spit. Because His cord He loosed and afflicteth me, And the bridle from before me, They have cast away. On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.
and all servants of the king, who `are' in the gate of the king, are bowing and doing obeisance to Haman, for so hath the king commanded for him; and Mordecai doth not bow nor do obeisance. And the servants of the king, who `are' in the gate of the king, say to Mordecai, `Wherefore `art' thou transgressing the command of the king?' And it cometh to pass, in their speaking unto him, day by day, and he hath not hearkened unto them, that they declare `it' to Haman, to see whether the words of Mordecai do stand, for he hath declared to them that he `is' a Jew. And Haman seeth that Mordecai is not bowing and doing obeisance to him, and Haman is full of fury,
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Commentary on Mark 15 Matthew Henry Commentary
Chapter 15
What we read of the sufferings of Christ, in the foregoing chapter, was but the prologue or introduction; here we have the completing of them. We left him condemned by the chief priests; but they could only show their teeth, they could not bite. Here we have him,
Mar 15:1-14
Here we have,
Mar 15:15-21
Here,
Christ was crucified, for that was,
Mar 15:22-32
We have here the crucifixion of our Lord Jesus.
Mar 15:33-41
Here we have an account of Christ's dying, how his enemies abused him, and God honoured him at his death.
Mar 15:42-47
We are here attending the funeral of our Lord Jesus, a solemn, mournful funeral. O that we may by grace be planted in the likeness of it! Observe,