Through Thy submitting all, to blows

  Through Thy submitting all, to blows 
Thy face, Thy robes to spoil, Thy fame to scorn, 
  All ways, which rage, or justice knows, 
And by which Thou couldst show that Thou wast born ; 
              And through Thy gallant humbleness 
              Which Thou in death didst show, 
Dying before Thy soul they could express ; 
Deliver us from death, by dying so 
To this world, ere this world do bid us go.