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| Now am I their song, yea, I am their byword. They abhor me, they flee far from me, and spare not to spit in my face. (Job 30:9‑10) |
| They that sit in the gate speak against Me; and I was the song of the drunkards. (Psa. 69:12) |
| What think ye? They answered and said, He is guilty of death. Then did they spit in His face, and buffeted Him; and others smote Him with the palms of their hands. (Matt. 26:66‑67) |
| Thou Countenance transcendent! Thou life-creating Son! To worlds on Thee dependent — Yet bruised and spit upon: O Lord! what Thee tormented Was our sin’s heavy load; We had the debt augmented Which Thou didst pay in blood. |
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