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scene of triumph was of God's own appointing。 It had been foretold by the prophet； and man was powerless to turn aside God's purpose。 Had men failed to carry out His plan； He would have given a voice to the inanimate stones； and they would have hailed His Son with acclamations of praise。 As the silenced Pharisees
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drew back； the words of Zechariah were taken up by hundreds of voices： 〃Rejoice greatly； O daughter of Zion； shout； O daughter of Jerusalem： behold； thy King cometh unto thee： He is just； and having salvation； lowly； and riding upon an ass； and upon a colt the foal of an ass。〃
When the procession reached the brow of the hill； and was about to descend into the city； Jesus halted； and all the multitude with Him。 Before them lay Jerusalem in its glory； now bathed in the light of the declining sun。 The temple attracted all eyes。 In stately grandeur it towered above all else； seeming to point toward heaven as if directing the people to the only true and living God。 The temple had long been the pride and glory of the Jewish nation。 The Romans also prided themselves in its magnificence。 A king appointed by the Romans had united with the Jews to rebuild and embellish it； and the emperor of Rome had enriched it with his gifts。 Its strength； richness； and magnificence had made it one of the wonders of the world。
While the westering sun was tinting and gilding the heavens； its resplendent glory lighted up the pure white marble of the temple walls； and sparkled on its gold…capped pillars。 From the crest of the hill where Jesus and His followers stood； it had the appearance of a massive structure of snow； set with golden pinnacles。 At the entrance to the temple was a vine of gold and silver； with green leaves and massive clusters of grapes executed by the most skillful artists。 This design represented Israel as a prosperous vine。 The gold； silver； and living green were combined with rare taste and exquisite workmanship； as it twined gracefully about the white and glistening pillars； clinging with shining tendrils to their golden ornaments； it caught the splendor of the setting sun； shining as if with a glory borrowed from heaven。
Jesus gazes upon the scene； and the vast multitude hush their shouts； spellbound by the sudden vision of beauty。 All eyes turn upon the Saviour； expecting to see in His countenance the admiration they themselves feel。 But instead of this they behold a cloud of sorrow。 They are surprised and disappointed to see His eyes fill with tears； and His body rock to and fro like a tree before the tempest； while a wail of anguish bursts from His quivering lips； as if from the depths of a broken heart。 What a sight was this for angels to behold！ their loved Commander in an agony of tears！ What a sight was this for the glad throng that with shouts of triumph and the waving of palm branches were escorting Him to the glorious city； where they fondly hoped He was about to reign！ Jesus had wept at the grave of Lazarus； but it was in a
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godlike grief in sympathy with human woe。 But this sudden sorrow was like a note of wailing in a grand triumphal chorus。 In the midst of a scene of rejoicing； where all were paying Him homage； Israel's King was in tears； not silent tears of gladness； but tears and groans of insuppressible agony。 The multitude were struck with a sudden gloom。 Their acclamations were silenced。 Many wept in sympathy with a grief they could not comprehend。
The tears of Jesus were not in anticipation of His own suffering。 Just before Him was Gethsemane； where soon the horror of a great darkness would overshadow Him。 The sheepgate also was in sight； through which for centuries the beasts for sacrificial offerings had been led。 This gate was soon to open for Him； the great Antitype； toward whose sacrifice for the sins of the world all these offerings had pointed。 Near by was Calvary； the scene of His approaching agony。 Yet it was not because of these reminders of His cruel death that the Redeemer wept and groaned in anguish of spirit。 His was no selfish sorrow。 The thought of His own agony did not intimidate that noble； self…sacrificing soul。 It was the sight of Jerusalem that pierced the heart of JesusJerusalem that had rejected the Son of God and scorned His love； that refused to be convinced by His mighty miracles； and was about to take His life。 He saw what she was in her guilt of rejecting her Redeemer； and what she might have been had she accepted Him who alone could heal her wound。 He had come to save her； how could He give her up？
Israel had been a favored people； God had made their temple His habitation； it was 〃beautiful for situation； the joy of the whole earth。〃 Ps。 48：2。 The record of more than a thousand years of Christ's guardian care and tender love； such as a father bears his only child； was there。 In that temple the prophets had uttered their solemn warnings。 There had the burning censers waved； while incense； mingled with the prayers of the worshipers； had ascended to God。 There the blood of beasts had flowed； typical of the blood of Christ。 There Jehovah had manifested His glory above the mercy seat。 There the priests had officiated； and the pomp of symbol and ceremony had gone on for ages。 But all this must have an end。
Jesus raised His hand；that had so often blessed the sick and suffering；and waving it toward the doomed city； in broken utterances of grief exclaimed： 〃If thou hadst known； even thou； at least in this thy day； the things which belong unto thy peace！〃 Here the Saviour paused； and left unsaid what might have been the condition of Jerusalem
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had she accepted the help that God desired to give her；the gift of His beloved Son。 If Jerusalem had known what it was her privilege to know； and had heeded the light which Heaven had sent her； she might have stood forth in the pride of prosperity； the queen of kingdoms； free in the strength of her God…given power。 There would have been no armed soldiers standing at her gates； no Roman banners waving from her walls。 The glorious destiny that might have blessed Jerusalem had she accepted her Redeemer rose before the Son of God。 He saw that she might through Him have been healed of her grievous malady； liberated from bondage； and established as the mighty metropolis of the earth。 From her walls the dove of peace would have gone forth to all nations。 She would have been the world's diadem of glory。
But the bright picture of what Jerusalem might have been fades from the Saviour's sight。 He realizes what she now is under the Roman yoke； bearing the frown of God； doomed to His retributive judgment。 He takes up the broken thread of His lamentation： 〃But now they are hid from thine eyes。 For the days shall come upon thee； that thine enemies shall cast a trench about thee； and compass thee round； and keep thee in on every side； and shall lay thee even with the ground； and thy children within thee； and they shall not leave in thee one stone upon another； because thou knewest not the time of thy visitation。〃
Christ came to save Jerusalem with her children； but Pharisaic