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| Other Meditations |
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| Spitt in my face yee Iewes, and pierce my side [31] |
| Buffet and scoffe, scourge and crucify mee |
| ffor I haue sinnd and sinnd, and only hee |
| Who could doe no iniquity, hath dyd |
| But by my death cannot bee satisfyd |
| My sinnes wch passe the Iewes impiety |
| They killd once an inglorious man, but I |
| Crucify Him dayly beeing now glorifyd |
| O let mee then his strange loue still admire |
| kings pardon, but hee bore our punishment |
| And Iacob came clothd in vile harsh attyre |
| But to supplant, and with gaynefull intent. |
| God clothd himselfe in vile mans flesh, that so |
| Hee might bee weake enough to suffer woe |
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| Why are wee by all creatures wayted on? |
| Why do the prodigall elements supply |
| Life and foode to mee beeing more pure then I |
| Simpler and farther from corruption? |
| Why brookst thou, ignorant horse, subiection? |
| Why dost thou Bull and Beare so sillily |
| Dissemble weakenesse and by one mans stroke dye |
| Whose whole kind you might swallow and feede vpon? |
| Weaker I am woe is mee, and worse then you |
| You haue not sinnd, nor neede bee timerous. |
| But wonder at a greate wonder, for to vs |
| Created Nature doth these things subdue |
| But theyr Creator whome sinne nor Nature tyd |
| ffor vs his Creatures and his foes hath dyd
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