O’erwhelm’d with grief and shame I see

Verse 1
O’rewhelm’d with grief and shame I see
My Saviour buffetted for me;
For faults which I have done,
Meekly He doth th’ affront sustain,
T’ abase the loftiness of man,
And for my pride atone.

Verse 2
Confounded in the dust I wou’d
The sufferings of an humbled God
With meekest awe adore,
Insulted as my Pattern be,
And never feel the injury,
And never murmur more.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled: “‘One of the officers struck Jesus with the palm of his hand.’—[John 18,] v. 22." This hymn appears in the 1763-64 manuscript “MS John.” This manuscript is part of the collection of the Methodist Archive and Research Centre in The John Rylands Library, The University of Manchester (accession number MA 1977/573, Charles Wesley Notebooks Box 3). Accessed through the website of The Center for Studies in the Wesleyan Tradition, Duke Divinity School. Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 12 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1871), page 72.
Publishing: Public Domain