adjunxit, Et exsurrexi. Sed dans gloriam Patri: Quoniam Dominus, inquit, suscepit me (Psal. III, 6). Haec verba ubi ait, Quoniam Dominus suscepit me, non sic occurrant mentibus vestris, quasi corpus suum non suscitaverit ipse Christus. Suscitavit eum Pater, suscitavit et ipse se ipsum. Unde docebimus quia suscitavit et se ipsum? Recole quid dixit Judaeis: Solvite templum hoc, et in triduo suscitabo illud (Joan. II, 19). Sic ergo Christum intellige potestate natum ex virgine, non conditione, sed potestate: potestate mortuum, potestate sic mortuum. Ad bonum suum utebatur nescientibus malis, et frementem populum insanum in usum suae virtutis ad nostram beatitudinem transferebat, et in his a quibus moriebatur, suos victuros secum videbat: et videns eos in insano populo adhuc insanos, Pater, inquit, ignosce illis, quia nesciunt quid faciunt (Luc. XXIII, 34). Ego, inquit, ego medicus tango venam, de ligno aegrotos inspicio; pendeo, et tango; morior, et vivifico; sanguinem fundo, et inde inimicis meis medicamentum salutis conficio. Saeviunt et fundunt: credent et bibent.
He added, And I rose up. But giving glory to the Father: For the Lord, He says, has upheld me (Ps. 3:6). When He says these words, For the Lord has upheld me, let them not come into your minds as though Christ Himself did not raise up His own body. The Father raised Him up; He also raised up Himself. From where shall we show that He also raised up Himself? Recall what He said to the Jews: Destroy this temple, and in three days I will raise it up (John 2:19). So then understand that Christ was born of a virgin by power, not by condition, but by power: by power He died, by power He died thus. He used the wicked, who did not know it, for His own good, and He was turning the raging, insane people to the service of His power for our blessedness, and among those by whom He was dying He saw His own who would live with Him: and seeing them still insane among the insane people, Father, He says, forgive them, for they do not know what they are doing (Luke 23:34). I, He says, I the physician touch the vein, from the wood I examine the sick; I hang, and I touch; I die, and I give life; I pour out blood, and from it I make for My enemies the medicine of salvation. They rage and pour it out: they will believe and drink.
4. Morte imminente turbatur, ne nos desperemus. Ipse ergo Christus Dominus et salvator noster, caput Ecclesiae, natus ex Patre sine matre; ipse, inquam, Dominus et salvator noster Jesus Christus, quantum ad ipsum pertinet, potestate posuit animam suam, potestate resumpsit eam. Ad hanc potestatem non pertinet proprie, Anima mea turbata est. Nos in se transfiguravit; nos vidit, nos inspexit, nos fatigatos suscepit et fovit; ne forte quando veniret alicui membro ejus ultimus dies, quo ista esset vita finienda, turbaretur per infirmitatem, et desperaret salutem, et diceret se ad Christum non pertinere, quoniam non sic praeparatus esset ad mortem, ut nulla in illo perturbatio exoriretur, nulla tristitia mentem devotissimam nubilaret. Quoniam ergo periclitarentur membra ejus desperatione, quando propinquante morte aliquis turbaretur, nolens finire miseram vitam, piger inchoare nunquam finiendam: ne ergo desperatione frangerentur, ipsos infirmos suos intendit, ipsa membra sua ultima non valde fortia collegit in sinum suum, ipsa non valde fortia tanquam gallina texit pullos suos; et tanquam alloquitur eos, Nunc anima mea turbata est. Agnoscite vos in me, ut quando forte turbati fueritis, non desperetis, sed ad caput vestrum revocetis aspectum, et dicatis vobis, Quando Dominus dicebat, Anima mea turbata est, nos in illo eramus, nos significabamur. Turbamur, sed non perimus. Quare tristis es, anima mea? et quare conturbas me? Non vis finiri miseram vitam? Tanto est miserior, quanto et misera amata est, et non vis finiri: minus esset misera, si non amaretur. Qualis est beata vita, quando sic amatur misera vita, tantum quia vocatur vita? Quare ergo tristis es, anima mea? et quare conturbas me? Habes quid agas. Defecisti in te? Spera in Domino (Psal. XLII, 5). Turbaris in te? Spera in Domino, qui te elegit ante mundi constitutionem, qui te praedestinavit, qui te vocavit, qui te impium justificavit, qui tibi glorificationem sempiternam
4. With death imminent He is troubled, so that we may not despair. He Himself therefore, Christ, our Lord and Saviour, the head of the Church, born of the Father without a mother; He Himself, I say, our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ, as far as it concerns Himself, laid down His life by power, took it up again by power. To this power, My soul is troubled, does not properly belong. He transfigured us into Himself; He saw us, He looked upon us, He took us up wearied and cherished us; lest perhaps, when the last day came to some member of His, the day on which this life was to be ended, he should be troubled through weakness, and despair of salvation, and say that he did not belong to Christ, because he was not so prepared for death that no disturbance arose in him, that no sadness clouded his most devout mind. Since, then, His members would be endangered by despair, when, as death drew near, someone was troubled, unwilling to end a wretched life, slow to begin one never to be ended: so that they might not then be broken by despair, He turned His attention to His weak ones themselves, He gathered into His bosom those very last members of His, not very strong, He covered those not very strong ones as a hen covers her chicks; and as it were He addresses them, Now My soul is troubled. Recognize yourselves in Me, so that when perhaps you have been troubled, you may not despair, but may turn your gaze back to your head, and say to yourselves, When the Lord said, My soul is troubled, we were in Him, we were signified. We are troubled, but we do not perish. Why are you sad, my soul? and why do you trouble me? Do you not wish a wretched life to be ended? It is the more wretched, the more the wretched life is also loved, and you do not wish it to be ended: it would be less wretched, if it were not loved. What is the blessed life like, when a wretched life is so loved, only because it is called life? Why then are you sad, my soul? and why do you trouble me? You have something to do. Have you failed in yourself? Hope in the Lord (Ps. 42:5). Are you troubled in yourself? Hope in the Lord, Who chose you before the foundation of the world, Who predestined you, Who called you, Who justified you when ungodly, Who to you everlasting glorification