Holy Saturday

The Entombment of Christ
by Caravaggio

Redemption

by George Herbert

Having been tenant long to a rich Lord,
   Not thriving, I resolved to be bold,
And make a suit unto him, to afford
   A new small-rented lease, and cancel th’ old.

In heaven at his manor I him sought:
   They told me there, that he was lately gone
About some land, which he had dearly bought
   Long since on earth, to take possession.

I straight return’d, and knowing his great birth,
   Sought him accordingly in great resorts;
In cities, theaters, gardens, parks, and courts:
   At length I heard a ragged noise and mirth

Of thieves and murderers: there I him espied,
   Who straight, Your suit is granted, said, and died.

Collect of the Day:

O God, Creator of heaven and earth: Grant that, as the crucified body of your dear Son was laid in the tomb and rested on this holy Sabbath, so may we await with him the coming of the third day, and rise with him to newness of life; who now lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, for ever and ever. Amen.