And much his words their pride displease;
Like hungry lions they appear,
Who long a gentle lamb to seize.
The Saviour all their malice knows,
And how his precious life they seek;
But still his lips he will not close,
Because his Father bade him speak.
Nor does his heav’nly patience fail,
Nor does he cease his love to show;
But while they mock, and jeer, and rail,