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Adoring Christ on Good Friday



Reflection on the Word in our Worship


After these things God tested Abraham and said to him, “Abraham!” And he said, “Here I am.” He said, “Take your son, your only son Isaac, whom you love, and go to the land of Moriah, and offer him there as a burnt offering on one of the mountains of which I shall tell you.”

-Genesis 22:1-2 (ESV)


Isaac (for the narrative may be interpreted otherwise) is a type of the Lord, a child as a son. For he was the son of Abraham, as Christ was the Son of God, and a sacrifice as the Lord, but he was not immolated as the Lord. Isaac only bore the wood of the sacrifice, as the Lord the wood of the cross. And he laughed mystically [the name Isaac means "laughter"], prophesying that the Lord should fill us with joy, who have been redeemed from corruption by the blood of the Lord. -Clement of Alexandria

The Collect of the Week


Almighty God, we beseech you graciously to behold this your family, for whom our Lord Jesus Christ was willing to be betrayed and given into the hands of sinners, and to suffer death upon the Cross; who now lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.


The Word:

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Psalm 22:1-11


1 My God, my God, why have you forsaken me, *

and are so far from my cry, and from the words of my complaint?

2 O my God, I cry in the daytime, but you do not hear;*

in the night season also, but I find no rest.

3 But you remain holy, *

enthroned upon the praises of Israel.

4 Our fathers hoped in you; *

they trusted in you, and you delivered them.

5 They called upon you, and were delivered; *

they put their trust in you, and were not confounded.

6 But as for me,I am a worm,and no man,*

scorned by all, and the outcast of the people.

7 All those who see me laugh me to scorn; *

they curl their lips, and shake their heads, saying,

8 “He trusted in God, that he would deliver him; *

let him deliver him, if he will have him.”

9 But you are he that took me out of my mother’s womb; *

you were my hope, when I was yet upon my mother’s breasts.

10 I have been cast upon you ever since I was born; *

you are my God, even from my mother’s womb.

11 O go not far from me, for trouble is near at hand, *

and there is none to help me.

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