University of Virginia Library

680.

[The Man of sorrows now]

My soul is exceeding sorrowful. —xxvi. 38.

The Man of sorrows now
Thou dost indeed appear,
Beneath my guilty burden bow,
And tremble with my fear:
Thy pain is my relief,
And doth my load remove,
For O, if all Thy soul is grief,
Yet all Thy heart is love!