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First Line: Spit in my face you jews, and pierce my side
Last Line: Hee might be weake enough to suffer woe.
Variant Title(s): To E. Of D. With Six Holy Sonnets: 7
Subject(s): Crucifixion; Jews; Jesus Christ - Crucifixion; Judaism


Spit in my face you Jewes, and pierce my side,
Buffet, and scoffe, scourge, and crucifie mee,
For I have sinn'd, and sinn'd, and onely hee,
Who could do no iniquitie, hath dyed:
But by my death can not be satisfied
My sinnes, which passe the Jewes impiety:
They kill'd once an inglorious man, but I
Crucifie him daily, being now glorified.
Oh let mee then, his strange love still admire:
Kings pardon, but he bore our punishment.
And Jacob came cloth'd in vile harsh attire
But to supplant, and with gainfull intent:
God cloth'd himselfe in vile mans flesh, that so
Hee might be weake enough to suffer woe.





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