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As if their Crimes and Villanies accurſt,
Had center'd in him, of the three the worſt;
And now his wicked perſecuting Bands
With Nails do rack, and pierce his Feet and Hands.
Of all the Suff'rings Jesus underwent,
We never read he made ſo much Complaint,
As when his Father from him did reſtrain
His ſweet comforting Countenance, he then
More Senſe of feeling doth begin to ſhew
Than all the Suff'rings that he had gone through.
At this he then this loud Complaint did make,
My God! my God! why doſt thou me forſake?
Whilſt that the God of Nature ſuff'red ſo,
Nature did ſtrange Convulſions undergo;
For three Hours Space the Sun ſuſpends his Light,
And veils the Day with Darkneſs of the Night:
The Earth doth tremble at the horrid Scene,
The flinty Rock aſunder renteth then.
Thus at, and in the Death of Christ, there's been
A glorious Train of heav'nly Wonders ſeen.
Tho' that eternal Suffering was due
To thoſe for whom our Saviour ſuff'red now,
The infinite Value of this Sufferer did
His Suff'ring an infinite Time forbid.
This real Man, who was the mighty God,
He did now ſuffer, and ſuſtain the Load
Of human Guilt, and Heav'n's vindictive Ire,
'Till Juſtice own'd, it could no more require,
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