Verse 1
O my Galilean King,
Can I glory in this shame?
Can I this dishonour bring,
As a suffering for thy name?
Lord, thou knowst, and thou alone,
All our hearts to thee are known.

Verse 2
Naked, and without disguise
In thy sight my spirit stands:
Have I not from outward vice
Wash’d, in innocence, my hands,
From the great transgression free?
Lord, I dare appeal to thee.

Verse 3
Inwardly like other men,
Wholly born in sin I am:
Only thou didst still restrain
For the honour of thy name;
Kept by thine almighty grace,
Thee I render all the praise.

Verse 4
Nought have I whereof to boast,
Only sin to me belongs,
Scorn of the Philistine host,
Subject of the drunkard’s songs,
Mark of Pharisaic zeal,
All the virtuous rage of hell.

Verse 5
Master, is it not for thee?
If I suffer for thy cause,
Bless the sacred infamy,
Crown the scandal of thy cross,
Now the peaceful answer give,
Let me now thy love receive.

Verse 6
Me if thou hadst never sent,
Satan’s strongest holds t’ o’erthrow,
Would he thus his malice vent,
Stir up all his powers below,
Make me as his children black;
Would he his own kingdom shake?

Verse 7
Lord, my time is in thy hand:
Judg’d in man’s unrighteous day,
Let me in thy judgment stand,
When the wicked melt away,
Vindicate thy servant there,
Clear me at the last great bar!