The following paragraph comes from Thomas Brooks’ book “Precious Remedies Against Satan’s Devices.”
Remedy (4) Seriously consider that even those very sins that Satan paints, and puts new names and colors upon, cost the best blood, the noblest blood, the life-blood, the heart-blood of the Lord Jesus.
That Christ should come from the eternal bosom of his Father to a region of sorrow and death.
That God should be manifested in the flesh, the creator made a creature.
That he that was clothed with glory should be wrapped with rags of flesh.
He that filled heaven and earth with his glory should be cradled in a manger.
That the power of God should fly from weak man, the God of Israel into Egypt.
That the God of the law should be subject to the law, the God of circumcision circumcised.
The God that made the heavens working at Joseph’s homely trade.
That he that binds the devils in chains should be tempted.
That he, whose in the world, and the fullness thereof, should hunger and thirst.
That the God of strength should be weary, the Judge of all flesh condemned, the God of life put to death.
That he that is one with his Father should cry out of misery, ‘My God, my God, why have thou forsaken me?’ (Matt. 27:46)
That he that had the keys of hell and death at his girdle should lie imprisoned in the sepulcher of another, having in his lifetime nowhere to lay his head, nor after death anywhere to lay his body.
That his head, before which the angels do cast down their crowns, should be crowned with thorns, and those eyes, purer than the sun, put out by the darkness of death.
Those ears, which hear nothing but hallelujahs of saints and angels, to hear the blasphemies of the multitude.
That his face, that was fairer than the sons of men, to be spit on by those beastly wretched Jews.
That his mouth and tongue, that spoke as never any man spoke before, was accused for blasphemy.
That his hands, that freely swayed the scepter of heaven were nailed to a cross.
That his feet, that were ‘like unto fine brass,’ were nailed to a cross for man’s sins.
Each sense of his was annoyed: his feeling or touching, with a spear and nails.
His smell, with the stinking flavor of being crucified in Golgotha, the place of the skulls.
His taste, with the vinegar and the gall.
His hearing, with the reproaches.
His sight, of his mother and the disciples bemoaning his death.
His soul, with out comfort and forsaken.
And all of this was for those very sins that Satan paints and puts fine colors upon! Oh! How should the consideration of this stir up the soul against it, and work the soul to fly from it, and to use all holy means whereby sin may be subdued and destroyed.