'That divine blood was already issuing from every pore; that sacred body was already become but one perfect wound; yet those infuriated brutes did not forbear to add blow to blow, as the Prophet had foretold: And they have added to the grief of my wounds. So that the thongs not only made the whole body one wound, but even bore away pieces of it into the air, until at length the gashes in that sacred flesh were such that the bones might have been counted: 'The flesh was torn away, that the bones could be numbered.'

St. Alphonsus Maria de Liguori