The Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus ChristEmmerich, Anna Katharina
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The Dolorous Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ
Emmerich, Anna Katharina
Jesus Christ -- Passion -- Devotional literature
It was about nine o'clock at night, and the Blessed Virgin had almost
reached the entrance, when I saw her stop suddenly in a very solitary
spot, and look upwards in an ecstasy of delight, for on the top of the
town wall she beheld the soul of our Lord, resplendent with light,
without the appearance of a wound, and surrounded by patriarchs. He
descended towards her, turned to his companions, and presenting her to
them, said, 'Behold Mary, behold my Mother.' He appeared to me to salute
her with a kiss, and he then disappeared. The Blessed Virgin knelt
down, and most reverently kissed the ground on which he had stood, and
the impression of her hands and knees remained imprinted upon the
stones. The sight filled her with inexpressible joy, and she
immediately rejoined the holy women, who were busily employed in
preparing the perfumes and spices. She did not tell them what she had
seen, but her firmness and strength of mind was restored. She was
perfectly renovated, and therefore comforted all the rest, and
endeavoured to strengthen their faith.
All the holy women were sitting by a long table, the cover of which
hung down to the floor, when Mary returned; bundles of herbs were
heaped around them, and these they mixed together and arranged; small
flasks, containing sweet unctions and water of spikenard, were standing
near, as also bunches of natural flowers, among which I remarked one in
particular, which was like a streaked iris or a lily. Magdalen, Mary
the daughter of Cleophas, Salome, Johanna, and Mary Salome, had bought
all these things in the town during the absence of Mary. Their
intention was to go to the sepulchre before sunrise on the following
day, in order to strew these flowers and perfumes over the body of
their beloved Master.
CHAPTER LVI.
Joseph of Arimathea miraculously set at large.
A short time after the return of the Blessed Virgin to the holy
women, I was shown the interior of the prison in which the enemies of
Joseph of Arimathea had confined him. He was praying fervently, when
suddenly a brilliant light illuminated the whole place, and I heard a
voice calling him by name, while at the same moment the roof opened,
and a bright form appeared, holding out a sheet resembling that in
which he had wrapped the body of Jesus. Joseph grasped it with both
hands, and was drawn up to the opening, which closed again as soon as
he had passed through; and the apparition disappeared the instant he
was in safety at the tope of the tower. I know not whether it was our
Lord himself or an angel who thus set Joseph free.
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