1 'Twas for my Sake, eternal GOD,
Thy Son sustain'd that heavy Load
Of base Reproach and sore Disgrace,
And Shame defil'd his sacred Face.
2 The Jews, his Brethren and his Kin,
Abus'd the Man that check'd their Sin;
While he fulfill'd thy holy Laws
That hate him, but without a Cause.
3 [My Father's House, said he, was made,
A Place for Worship, not for Trade;
Then scatt'ring all their gold and Brass,
He scourg'd the Merchants from the Place.]
4 [Zeal for the Temple of his GOD,
Consum'd his Life, expos'd his Blood;
Reproaches at thy Glory thrown
He felt, and mourn'd 'em as his own.]
5 [His Friends forsook, his Followers fled,
While Foes and Arms surround his Head;
They curse him with a slad'rous Tongue,
And the false Judge maintains the Wrong.]
6 His Life they load with hateful Lies,
And charge his Lips with Blasphemies;
They nail him to the shameful Tree;
There hung the Man that dy'd for me.
7 [Wretches, with Hearts as hard as Stones,
Insult his Piety and Groans;
Gall was the Food they gave him there,
And mock'd his Thirst with Vinegar.]
8 But GOD behold; and from his Throne
Marks out the Men that hate his Son;
The Hand that rais'd him from the Dead,
Shall pour the Vengeance on their Head.
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First Line: | 'Twas for my Sake, eternal GOD |
Title: | Christ's Sufferings and Zeal |
Meter: | Long Metre |
Publication Date: | 1740 |
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Topic: | Blood of Christ cleansing from Sin; Christ: his death and resurrection; Christ: his obedience and death(8 more...) |