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XXV
KNEES

Your knees are not bowed, but upright
like one who is walking, because your death
is a journey, not a repose. And with the nails           Ezekiel 2:1.
You spurred the cross, your battle charger,
goading it onward in your flight,
not directed by it for, like a good artisan,
you know how to control your tools,
and using it you draw all of us along.           John 12:32.
And with your legs nailed to the cross,
You became a stumbling block for the Devil
making him bite the bloody dust,
and You carefully left our trespasses
to the annoyance of your angry Father!

autógrafo
Miguel de Unamuno
Translation by Armand F. Baker


«The Christ of Velazquez» (1920)
Third part


español Original version

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