Hymn LIX.
1. Lo! Death for us on Satan, inflicts vengeance: come let us hear his shame and rejoice, for he
rejoiced in our shame.—2.
R., To Thee be glory from Thy flock,
from Thee: are subdued both Death and Satan, under Thy
Feet!
—3.
D
., Evil ones shall be hung upright, but
thou, head downward: for, reversely, thou crucifiedst, Simon on
the tree.—4.
S
., Touching all else I am silent, Death, for
my time wanes: Simon himself conjured me, “Crucify me
thus.”—5. Were it the just that cursed me, I had not
grieved: the curse of Death unto me, is worse than hell.—6.
D
., The shame of our Lord I have not spoken of, it is too great
for my mouth: that I should weigh and compare His Passion, with
Thy torment.—7. Twelve
judgment
thrones shall He set, for
His Twelve: for by the twelve tribes thou, even thou, shall be
condemned.—8. A halter unbought shalt thou hang thee, O thou
Satan: as that Thy disciple hung him, a halter for a
price.—9. Haply yon hell in mercy, shall be emptied: and
thou shalt dwell there alone, with Thy ministers.—10. Manifold
are Thy curses, and how shall I count
them
? Lo! the sum of
all thy curses, is on thy members.—11. The evil in the fire shall
stab thee, who madest them evil: they shall upbraid thee
“wherefore, broughtest thou us hither?”—12. Sinners
shall rail against thee, and haply their threats: shall be worse
to thee than the torment, of yonder hell.—13. These shall be unto
thee there, all of them Satans: as thou hast been to them here,
the one Satan.—14. The Watchers shall seize and hurl thee down,
calling to mind: how through thee men hurled their Lord, from the
height to the depth.—15. All men will run to stone thee, not
forgetting that through thee the maddened people ran, to stone their
Maker.—16. On thee, Evil One, from all mouths
shall be
,
the spitting of wrath: for through thee they spat on Him Whose
spittle, gave sight to the blind.—17. On thee, Evil One, from all
tongues, shall be all curses: for through thee men blasphemed
Him, Who opened dumb mouths.—18. Blessed
is
He Who avenged
our wrong, though in silence: and stirred up Death against the
Evil One, to fall upon him!—19. Sound we Hosannas, my brethren,
as
did
Gideon:
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who when he
sounded, the oppressors, fell on one another!
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Judg. vii. 18–22
.