I drave the Almighty God from His throne,

Of the life of His manhood despoiled I Him.

I brought Him back in glorious might

To the Father in heaven’s eternal light;

And thou, poor worm, shouldst thou go free,

As if my hand had not smitten thee?”

Be thou in Suffering a Lamb, a Dove, and a Bride.

Thou art My Lamb in patience dumb,

My Dove in sighing for Me,

My Bride in waiting till I shall come