"Even the soldiers jeered at him. As they approached to offer him wine they called out, If you are King of the Jews, save yourself. Above him there was an inscription that read, This is the King of the Jews."
What a king are you, my Lord? Exalted on the cross, between two robbers, stripped of your cloth, left alone to the crowd's insults. And ironically you are called the King of Jews, the King of the chosen ones.
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