| He hath bent His bow, and set Me as a mark for the arrow. He hath caused the arrows of His quiver to enter into My reins. I was a derision to all My people; and their song all the day. (Lam. 3:12‑14) |
| Lover and friend hast Thou put far from Me, and Mine acquaintance into darkness. (Psa. 88:18) |
| All the disciples forsook Him, and fled. (Matt. 26:56) |
Love in Thy lonely life
Of sorrow here below;
Thy words of grace, with mercy rife,
Make grateful praises flow. |
Love, that no suffering stayed,
We’ll praise, true love divine;
Love that for us atonement made,
Love that has made us Thine. |
