John Donne

(24 January 1572 - 31 March 1631 / London, England)

Holy Sonnet Xi: Spit In My Face You Jewes - Poem by John Donne

Spit in my face you Jewes, and pierce my side,
Buffet, and scoffe, scourge, and crucifie mee,
For I have sinn'd, and sinn'd, and onely hee,
Who could do no iniquitie, hath dyed:
But by my death can not be satisfied
My sinnes, which passe the Jewes impiety:
They kill'd once an inglorious man, but I
Crucifie him daily, being now glorified.
Oh let mee then, his strange love still admire:
Kings pardon, but he bore our punishment.
And Jacob came cloth'd in vile harsh attire
But to supplant, and with gainfull intent:
God cloth'd himselfe in vile mans flesh, that so
Hee might be weake enough to suffer woe.


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  • (3/24/2007 7:23:00 AM)

    May God help me, like Christ, to strive to sacrifice myself for others rather than, like Jacob, striving to further my own pleasure or gain. I need to die to self daily and take up my cross and follow him. So much of life is paradoxically: he who saves his life will lose it; he who loses his life for Christ's sake will save it. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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