His judges for trial. It was a strange trial, for the death of the Prisoner was already decreed, and all that was wanted was some evidence against Him to give an appearance of justice to the sentence. But His life had been so holy that there was no hope of finding anything amiss in it; false witnesses were therefore brought in, but their testimony did not agree.
Jesus heard all and was silent. The prophet Isaias had said of Him: "He shall be dumb as a lamb before His shearer, and He shall not open His mouth." At length Caiaphas, flushed with anger, rose up and exclaimed:
"Answerest Thou nothing to the things that are laid to Thy charge by these men?"
But He answered nothing.
What was to be done? How could He be made to speak? The crafty president sees a way. He will put a question to which the Accused will be bound to answer, and on that answer He can be condemned.
See them standing there face to face—the High-priest in his robes of office, the Son of God with His hands bound behind His back.
"I adjure Thee by the Living God," said Caiaphas, "that Thou tell us if Thou be the Christ, the Son of God."
Jesus said to him: "Thou hast said it. And, hereafter, you shall see the Son of Man sitting on the right hand of the power of God and coming in the clouds of Heaven."
This was all they wanted. Transported, as it were, with holy indignation, the High-priest seized His garment and tore it from the neck down.
"He hath blasphemed!" he cried; "behold, you have heard the blasphemy; what think you?"
