MATCHLESS PITY, INDEED WAS THIS!
-Spurgeon, "THE COMPASSION OF JESUS"
He saw the fall of man; he marked the subtle serpent's
mortal sting; he watched the trail as the slime of the
serpent passed over the fair glades of Eden; he observed
man in his evil progress, adding sin to sin through
generation after generation, fouling every page of history
until God's patience had been tried to the uttermost;
and then, according as it was written in the volume of the
Book that he must appear, Jesus Christ himself came into
this stricken world.
Came how? O, be astonished, you angels, that you
were witnesses of it, and you men that you beheld it!
The Infinite came down to earth in the form of an infant;
he who spans the heavens and holds the ocean in the
hollow of his hand, condescended to hang upon a
woman's breast-- the King eternal became a little child.
Matchless pity, indeed, was this!