- Family Altar - F.W. Herzberger (1922)
April 4.
"And, behold, the veil of the Temple was rent in twain from
the top to the bottom; and the earth did quake, and the rocks
rent; and the graves were opened, and many bodies of the saints
which slept, arose." Matt. 27, 51. 52.
Wonderful and mighty signs accompanied the death of our
Lord. The veil that hung before the Holy of Holies in the Temple
at Jerusalem was woven four ringers thick and thirty yards long
and broad. It hid the mercy-seat from all eyes and perpetually
proclaimed to the Jews: "Your iniquities have separated between
you and your GocT." It was death for any one to go behind the
veil. Only on the great Day of Atonement dared the high priest
to pass behind its forbidding folds with the blood of the sacrificial
lamb, which he sprinkled against the mercy-seat for the reconcilia-
tion of his own sins and the sins of the people. This massive
veil was suddenly rent from top to bottom when our Lord Jesus
expired on the cross. The true Lamb of God had now died for
the sins of the world and won for sinners a free and open access
to the throne of mercy. Nothing can now separate the reconciled
children of God from their heavenly Father, neither sin, nor tribu-
lation, nor even death. For we are told that at the death of the
Savior an earthquake took place, and the graves were opened, and
many sleeping saints came back to life. Death is now swallowed
up in victory through the atoning death of the Prince of Life.
Now we can triumphantly sing: "0 death, where is thy sting?
0 grave, where is thy victory? But thanks be to God, who giveth
us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ." In these rising
saints we behold the glorious first-fruits of our Savior's death-
conquering sacrifice. Now the dry bones begin to stir and revive
in the quickening breath of the heavenly Eastertide that hence-
forth should waft over this land of death and corruption from
Christ's saving cross.
Come, ye faithful, raise the strainof triumphant gladness;God hath brought forth Israelinto joy from sadness;loosed from Pharaoh's bitter yokeJacob's sons and daughters,led them with unmoistened footthrough the Red Sea waters.