With bleeding feet, deep shame possessed my heart,
That I should in his sufferings bear no part.
LII.
“And then in secret prayed I earnestly
That I might to some likeness with my Lord
Be brought—not courted, praised, and honoured be,
While he was scorned, and buffeted, and gored
With cruel wounds:—I knew my prayer was heard,
Though on what side affliction would appear,