From Christ's Agony, by Jonathan Edwards
His tears that flowed from his eyes were from love; his great sweat was from love; his blood, his prostrating himself on the ground before the Father, was from love.
When he had such a full view of the dreadfulness of the cup that he was to drink, that so amazed him, he would notwithstanding even then take it up, and drink it.
Christ’s soul was overwhelmed with a deluge of grief, but this was from a deluge of love to sinners.
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