From Spurgeon's, "Man's ruin and God's remedy"
See him-- The hand that poises the world
hangs on a nail.
See him-- The shoulders that supported the
are drooping over the cross.
Look at him-- The eyes whose glances light
up the sun
are sealed in darkness.
Look at him-- The feet that trod the billows
and that shaped
the spheres are nailed with rude iron to the accursed tree.
Go see his hands; they are weak, but in
weakness they are stretched out to save you.
Come view his heart-- it is torn,
but in its cleft you may hide yourself.
Look at his eyes-- they are closing in
death, but from them
comes the ray of light that shall kindle your dark spirit.