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[The sport of His own creatures made]
The men that held Jesus mocked Him, and, &c.
—xxii. 63.
The sport of His own creatures made,
He suffers it our pride to cure,
That strengthen'd by His Spirit's aid
Contempt with patience to endure
We never may of wrong complain,
But meekly in His footsteps tread,
Loaded with scorn, oppress'd with pain,
Conform'd in all things to our Head.
He suffers it our pride to cure,
That strengthen'd by His Spirit's aid
Contempt with patience to endure
We never may of wrong complain,
But meekly in His footsteps tread,
Loaded with scorn, oppress'd with pain,
Conform'd in all things to our Head.
The Lion might have torn His foes
By the sole motion of His will,
But meekness no resistance knows,
But love can only pity feel:
He doth His church with grace supply,
That I baptized into His name,
Arm'd with His mind, may live and die
A follower of the patient Lamb.
By the sole motion of His will,
But meekness no resistance knows,
But love can only pity feel:
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That I baptized into His name,
Arm'd with His mind, may live and die
A follower of the patient Lamb.
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