Today is Good Friday, and Christians across the world are contemplating the crucified Christ. This is a tradition that goes back centuries, and one that's really powerfully expressed in the Old English poem 'The Dream of the Rood'. Here's the crux of it:
"Wēop eal gesceaft, cwīðdon cyninges fyll. Crīst wæs on rōde."
All creation wept, wailed because of the fall of the King. Christ was on the cross.
["way-opp ay-all ye-shay-aft, kwith-don coon-ing-es full. Krist wass on road-uh"]
You can read the full text here on this fantastic website: http://www.dreamofrood.co.uk/frame_start.htm.
"Wēop eal gesceaft, cwīðdon cyninges fyll. Crīst wæs on rōde."
All creation wept, wailed because of the fall of the King. Christ was on the cross.
["way-opp ay-all ye-shay-aft, kwith-don coon-ing-es full. Krist wass on road-uh"]
You can read the full text here on this fantastic website: http://www.dreamofrood.co.uk/frame_start.htm.
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