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 skies
Look at him– The eyes whose glances light up the sun
Look at him– The feet that trod the billows and that shaped
Go see his hands; they are weak, but in their
Come view his heart– it is torn,
Look at his eyes– they are closing in death, but from them