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MEDIÆVAL HYMNS.
There with spitting and with shame
Ill for good they render,
Marring of That Face which gives
Heaven eternal splendour.
"Crucify Him!" for His Love
Is their bitter payment,
When they lead Him forth at Tierce
Clad in purple raiment:
And a crown of woven thorns
On His Head He weareth:
And the Cross to Calvary
On His Shoulder beareth.
He upon that Cross at Sexts
For man's sake was mounted;
By the passers by reviled,
With transgressors counted:
Mocking, vinegar and gall
To His thirst they proffer:
To the Holy Lamb of God
Such the taunt they offer.
At the Hour of Nones the strife,
Long and sharp, was ended:
Gently to His Father's Hands
