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THE LIFE-OF OUR LORD.
Jf ever I deny Thy Name, Thy Cross, oh send me speedy shame, Oh give me Peter's tears.
Jesus! the Judge of quick and dead, Thyself, when falsely judged, wert led
In mock regalia clad ; May I my solemn office fill, Judge of myself, and think no ill,
Not even of the bad.
Jesus ! when scourged and buffeted And spit upon, Thy sacred Head
Was bow'd to earth for me; Oh may I pardon find, and bliss, And expiating love in this
My Lord's indignity.
Jesus! with crown of ruddy thorn The Jews Thy tortured brow adorn,
And, jeering, hail Thee king; May I, O Lord, with heart sincere My humble zeal, my love, and fear,
And real homage bring
Jesus ! for whom the wicked Jews
A vile and blood-stained robber choose,
Have mercy, Lord, on me, And keep me from a choice so base As taking wealth or ease or place,
Barabbas, Lord! for Thee. |
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