Is that my sin?
Have I offended so there is no hope Here nor hereafter?
That I soon shall know.
O God, have mercy! Christ have mercy on me! Throws himself headlong from the cliff.
X THE THREE CROSSES MANAHEM, THE ESSENIAN.
Three crosses in this noonday night uplifted, Three human figures that in mortal pain Gleam white against the supernatural darkness; Two thieves, that writhe in torture, and between them The Suffering Messiah, the Son of Joseph, Ay, the Messiah Triumphant, Son of David! A crown of thorns on that dishonored head! Those hands that healed the sick now pierced with nails, Those feet that wandered homeless through the world Now crossed and bleeding, and at rest forever! And the three faithful Maries, overwhelmed By this great sorrow, kneeling, praying weeping! O Joseph Caiaphas, thou great High-Priest How wilt thou answer for this deed of blood?
SCRIBES and ELDERS.
Thou that destroyest the Temple, and dost build it In three days, save thyself; and if thou be The Son of God, come down now from the cross.
CHIEF PRIESTS.
Others he saved, himself he cannot save! Let Christ the King of Israel descend That we may see and believe! SCRIBES and ELDERS.
In God he trusted; Let Him deliver him, if He will have him, And we will then believe.
CHRISTUS.
Father! forgive them; They know not what they do.
THE IMPENITENT THIEF.
If thou be Christ, Oh save thyself and us! THE PENITENT THIEF.
Remember me, Lord, when thou comest into thine own kingdom.
CHRISTUS.
This day shalt thou be with me in Paradise.
MANAHEN.
Golgotha! Golgotha! Oh the pain and darkness! Oh the uplifted cross, that shall forever Shine through the darkness, and shall conquer pain By the triumphant memory of this hour! SIMON MAGUS.
O Nazarene! I find thee here at last! Thou art no more a phantom unto me! This is the end of one who called himself The Son of God! Such is the fate of those Who preach new doctrines.

'T is not what he did, But what he said, hath brought him unto this.
I will speak evil of no dignitaries.
This is my hour of triumph, Nazarene! THE YOUNG RULER.
This is the end of him who said to me: Sell that thou hast, and give unto the poor! This is the treasure in heaven he promised me! CHRISTUS.
Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani! A SOLDIER, preparing the hyssop.
He calleth for Elias! ANOTHER.
Nay, let be! See if Elias will now come to save him! CHRISTUS.
I thirst.
A SOLDIER.
Give him the wormwood! CHRISTUS, with a loud cry, bowing his head.
It is finished! XI THE TWO MARIES MARY MAGDALENE.
We have risen early, yet the sun O'ertakes us ere we reach the sepulchre, To wrap the body of our blessed Lord With our sweet spices.
MARY, MOTHER OF JAMES.
Lo, this is the garden, And yonder is the sepulchre.

But who Shall roll away the stone for us to enter?
MARY MAGDALENE.
It hath been rolled away! The sepulchre Is open! Ah, who hath been here before us, When we rose early, wishing to be first?
MARY, MOTHER OF JAMES.
I am affrighted! MARY MAGDALENE.
Hush! I will stoop down And look within.

There is a young man sitting On the right side, clothed in a long white garment! It is an angel! THE ANGEL.
Fear not; ye are seeking Jesus of Nazareth, which was crucified.
Why do ye seek the living among the dead?
He is no longer here; He is arisen! Come see the place where the Lord lay! Remember How He spake unto you in Galilee, Saying: The Son of Man must be delivered Into the hands of sinful men; by them Be crucified, and the third day rise again! But go your way, and say to his disciples, He goeth before you into Galilee; There shall ye see Him as He said to you.
MARY, MOTHER OF JAMES.
I will go swiftly for them.
MARY MAGDALENE, alone, weeping.
They have taken My Lord away from me, and now I know not Where they have laid Him! Who is there to tell me?
This is the gardener.

Surely he must know.
CHRISTUS.
Woman, why weepest thou?
Whom seekest thou?
MARY MAGDALENE.
They have taken my Lord away; I cannot find Him.
O sir, if thou have borne Him hence, I pray thee Tell me where thou hast laid Him.
CHRISTUS.
Mary! MARY MAGDALENE.
Rabboni! XII THE SEA OF GALILEE NATHANIEL, in the ship.
All is now ended.
JOHN.
Nay, He is arisen, I ran unto the tomb, and stooping down Looked in, and saw the linen grave-clothes lying, Yet dared not enter.
PETER.
I went in, and saw The napkin that had been about his head, Not lying with the other linen clothes, But wrapped together in a separate place.
THOMAS.
And I have seen Him.