A synthesis of the commentary of Cornelius à Lapide' (1567 - 1637) on the Passion of Our Lord from St. Matthew's Gospel compiled by a priest and friend of Rorate Caeli.
GETHSEMANE part 2
Ver. 38. Then saith He unto them, My soul
is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch
with Me. I am as sorrowful from the lively apprehension of My sufferings
and death, as if I were now dying; I seem to be lifeless with sorrow and dread.
My pain well-nigh takes away My life and breath. It is not My flesh, but My
soul, which is so very sad, for sorrow penetrates the inmost parts of My soul,
and cuts it in sunder as a sword. “The waters have come in even to My soul,”
Ps. lxix. 1. I am but the smallest point removed from death, so that the
slightest addition to My sorrow would crush Me, and take away My life. Consider
with what feeling of sorrow and love Christ spake these words,—His pathos, His
look, His voice, His countenance,—Tarry ye here. Wait
and behold Me here, deeply sorrowing and praying in the agony of death, both as
witnesses of My sorrow, and to learn from Me in every tribulation to betake
yourselves to prayer; so that thus watching ye may be some solace to Me in My
affliction. But it is not so; for sorrow hath overwhelmed you, and forces you
to sleep. Whence Christ complains (Ps. lxix. 21), “I waited for some to have
pity on Me, but there was no man, neither found I any to comfort Me.”


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