Christ also suffered for us,
leaving us an example,
that ye should follow His steps.
1 Peter 2:21
O voiceless calm of Jesus,
Degraded, mocked, and scourged:
E'en Pilate marvelled at the grace
Which answered not a word.
How silently He suffered!
No balm to bring relief:
The sweetness of forgiving love
Was mingled with His grief.
To Him all pow'r was given,
And none can stay His hand:
Angelic legions wait to hear
The word of His command.
His gentle voice of healing
The sick and weary heard;
Yet for Himself in deepest woe
He uttered not a word.
O let that lowly silence
Speak volumes to the heart,
When burning words form on the lips,
And angry feelings start.
When tempted in the conflict
To rise in self-defence,
The silent pow'r of conquering love
Can pardon the offence.
Take wrong, and let forbearance
In meekness ever live;
It may be manly to resent,
'Tis godly to forgive!
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