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His Suff'rings then muſt needs be exquiſite,
On whom ſo many thouſand Deaths did meet:
For Jesus Christ he had to ſuffer now
The Wrath to a whole elect World was due.
His human Nature ſhrinks with timeleſs Fear,
When all theſe awful Sufferings drew near;
It trembles to behold that dreadful Cup,
Brim-full of Wrath, which he had to drink up.
Three Times he then unto his Father prays,
And to this Purpoſe every Time he ſays,
O Father! if it poſſible may be,
Then let this Cup now paſs away from me;
Nevertheleſs in this thy holy Will,
And not mine own, reſolv'd I'm to fulfil.
The Scripture ſays, that Jeſus now was heard
In that ſame Point wherein he ſo much fear'd.
About which then he pray'd ſo earneſtly,
And was in ſuch a painful Agony.
Into the Garden then his bloody Sweat
Did ſhew his Sufferings great and exquiſite:
From Prayer then, when ever he aroſe,
Away unto his Diſciples he goes;
Whom Grief and Sorrow for their Maſter's Sake,
Made heavy Sleep their Eyes to overtake.
Why do you ſleep? unto them he did ſay,
Leſt ye be tempted, now ariſe and pray.
While he thus ſpake, there comes a bloody Band
With Swords and Staves by the Chief Prieſt's Command,
With Judas the great Traitor on their Head,
For he it was th' unhallowed Mob did lead.
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