John Donne’s Holy Sonnets | Sonnet 11: Spit in My Face
Spit in my face, you Jews, and pierce my side, Buffet, and scoff, scourge, and crucify me, For I have sinn’d, and sinne’, and only He, Who could do no iniquity, hath died. But by my death can not be satisfied My sins, which pass the Jews’ impiety. They kill’d once an inglorious man, but I Crucify Him daily, being now glorified. O let me 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 gainful intent; God cloth’d Himself in vile man’s flesh, that so He might be weak enough...
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