ed,
And nailed upon that Cross, their Lord
Have wickedly abased,
Who made a pathway through the sea
And led them from captivity.

IV

To-day the spear is lifted high
And thrust into His side,
Who for His people raised His hand
And wounded Egypt's pride;
They give Him vinegar and gall,
Who showered down manna on them all.

{Ho anaballomenos phos hos himation}

({Antiphonon I' Echos pl. b'})

I

O Thou who cloth'st Thyself complete
With light as with a garment fair,
Thou bor'st the cruel, vulgar stare,
Unrobed before the judgment-seat.

II

Thou gav'st the hand its subtle power,
But with the hand, O Lord of grace,
Upon Thy pallid, careworn face,
They smote Thee in that evil hour.

III

They nailed the Lord of Glory high,
And while He hung in awful pain,
The temple veil was rent in twain,
The sun refused to see Him die.

{Anti agathon hon epoiesas, Christe}

({Antiphonon IA' Echos pl. b'})

For all the good performed by Thee,
O Christ, the Hebrews deemed it meet
To bear Thee from the judgment-seat
And nail Thee to the cruel tree;
They gave Thee vinegar and gall--
But render justice to them all.

{ho autos}

'Twas not enough they should betray
And nail Thee to the Cross to die;
They wagged their heads and passed Thee by,
And mocked Thee on that woful day;
In vain they strove against Thee, Lord--
Give Thou to them their due reward.

{ho autos}

The quaking earth inspires no dread,--
The temple veil asunder fell,
The rocks were rent--still they rebel,
E'en when the graves gave up their dead;
But vain they strove against Thee, Lord--
Give Thou to them their due reward.

{Kyrie, ho ton Lesten}

({Antiphonon ID' Echos pl. d1})

I

When Thou wert crucified by men,
O Christ, for Thy companion then
Thou didst accept the base and vile,
Whose hand was stained with blood the while;
O, number us w