Verse 1
Three days he groans, depriv’d of sight,
And struggling in the Spirit’s throes!
The shade of that exterior night
The blindness of his nature shows,
The state his soul had long been in,
The night of unbelief within.
Verse 2
Three days he bears th’ Egyptian load,
T’ impress him with a deeper sense
Of Christ the persecuted God
Arm’d with Divine Omnipotence,
His thoughts from outward things t’ avert,
And turn them on his wretched heart.