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Matins of Holy Friday

Chagall's White CrucifixionEvery member of thy holy flesh endured dishonor for us.
Thy head — the thorns.
Thy face — the spitting.
Thy cheeks — the buffeting.
Thy mouth — the taste of vinegar mingled with gall.
Thine ears — the impious blasphemies.
Thy back — the scourge.
Thy hand — the reed.
Thy whole body — extension upon the cross.
Thy joints — the nails.
Thy side — the spear.
By thy sufferings, thou hast set us free from suffering.
In thy love for man, thou didst stoop down to raise us up.
O almighty Savior, have mercy on us.


The Life of All is placed in a tomb. A most blessed Holy Friday from your friends at the Onion Dome.

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About Your Intrepid Blogger

I live in the Tacoma area. When not writing things some people think are funny, I teach technology to 7th and 8th graders at a local middle school.

One comment on “Matins of Holy Friday

  1. Thank you for this lovely post, “Intrepid Blogger”. I just got home after the Un-Nailing Vespers and Lamentations Services, so meaningful and beautiful to this middle-aged convert lady.

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