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When it was noon, darkness came over the whole land until three in the afternoon. At three o’clock Jesus cried out with a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lema sabachthani?” which means, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” When some of the bystanders heard it, they said, “Listen, he is calling for Elijah.” And someone ran, filled a sponge with sour wine, put it on a stick, and gave it to him to drink, saying, “Wait, let us see whether Elijah will come to take him down.” Then Jesus gave a loud cry and breathed his last. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom. Now when the centurion, who stood facing him, saw that in this way he breathed his last, he said, “Truly this man was God’s Son!” There were also women looking on from a distance; among them were Mary Magdalene, and Mary the mother of James the younger and of Joses, and Salome (Mark 15:33-40 NRS).
Forgive us, O Lord!
It was our sin, not yours that crucified you.
Help our faith to acknowledge the significance of this day.
Let it not go by without its due honor.
Your suffering and death should have been ours to bear,
But, out of your love, you granted us pardon for our sin.
Your grace moves us, even now, two thousand years later.
All honor, glory, and gratitude to you!