"Joseph took the body, and wrapped it in a clean linen
shroud, and laid it in his own new tomb, which he had hewn in the rock; and he
rolled a great stone to the door of the tomb, and departed. Mary Magdalene and
the other Mary were there, sitting opposite the sepulchre." -
Now Jesus is shown dignity. In the hands of his friends, he
is wrapped with myrrh and aloes in linen, according to custom, and laid in a
new tomb, donated space from a wealthy friend. It is growing late, with the
Sabbath approaching, so they must hurry to inter him.
The Body lies there, cold and motionless, marked by the
wounds of his torture, swaddled in linen in a virgin tomb. It is still and
dark. A pregnant pause.
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