Charles H. Spurgeon on Psalms 118:22

Is become the head stone of the corner.

Higher yet and ever higher, passeth he those ranks above,

Where the seraphs are enkindled with the flame of endless love;

Passeth them, for not even seraphs ever loved so well as he

Who hath borne for his beloved, stripes, and thorns, and shameful tree;

Ever further, ever onward, where no angel's foot may tread,

Where the twenty-four elders prostrate fall in mystic dread:

Where the four strange living creatures sing their hymn before the throne,

The Despised One and rejected passeth, in his might alone;

Passeth through the dazzling rainbow, till upon the father's right

He is seated, his Co-Equal, God of God, anti Light of Light. —R. F. Littledale.