Friday, November 28, 2014


...And his sweat became as drops of blood, trickling down upon the ground.  Luke 24:14

O all ye that pass by the way, attend, and see if there be any sorrow like to my sorrow: for he hath made a vintage of me.. Lamentations 1:12

Out of the depths I have cried to thee, O Lord.. Psalm 130

He that spared not even his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how hath he not also, with him, given us all things?  Romans 8:32


Old Bob said...

I like that painting because it's as grim and dark as the event was.
Appropriate, in my mind, that the painter was a Russian.
Thank you!

Dymphna said...

Hello Bob! I'm so happy to hear from you.