He was pierced with love no less than with grief, and it was that wound of love which made him so constantly to endure all the other.  Which love we may read in the palms of his hands, as the Fathers express it out of Isaiah (xlix. 16); for 'in the palms of his hands he hath graven us' that he might not forget us. . . .  For Christ pierced on the cross is liber charitatis, 'the very book of love' laid open before us.

Lancelot Andrewes: Sermon on Good Friday, 1597.