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John Donne - Holy Sonnet XI: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My SideJohn Donne - Holy Sonnet XI: Spit In My Face You Jews, And Pierce My Side
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Spit in my face you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me, For I have sinned, and sinned, and only he Who could do no iniquity hath died: But by my death can not be satisfied My sins, which pass the Jews` impiety: They killed once an inglorious man, but I Crucify him daily, being now glorified. Oh let me, then, his strange love still admire: Kings pardon, but he bore our punishment. And Jacob came clothed in vile harsh attire But to supplant, and with gainful intent: God clothed himself in vile man`s flesh, that so He might be weak enough to suffer woe.
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