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2222.

[O'erwhelm'd with grief and shame I see]

One of the officers...struck Jesus with the, &c. —xviii. 22.

O'erwhelm'd with grief and shame I see
My Saviour buffeted for me,
For faults which I have done,
Meekly He doth the' affront sustain
To' abase the loftiness of man,
And for my pride atone.
Confounded in the dust I would
The sufferings of an humbled God
With meekest awe adore,
Insulted as my Pattern be,
And never feel the injury,
And never murmur more.