Luke 22:54: Then took they Him, and led Him, and, &c

Jesus a captive made
To set the captives free.
Haste to a sinner's aid,
Exert the power in me
Which cannot be by man confined.
The power which ransoms all mankind.

The slave of hell and sin,
Lord I to Thee complain:
O make me free within
From pride, and passion's chain.
My spirit by Thy bonds release.
And bid me go in perfect peace.

The sport of His own creatures made.
He suffers it our pride to cure,
That strengthen'd by His Spirit's aid
Contempt with patience to endure
We never may of wrong complain,
But meekly in His footsteps tread.
Loaded with scorn, oppress'd with pain,
Conform'd in all things to our Head.

The Lion might have torn His foes
By the sole motion of His will,'
But meekness no resistance knows.
But love can only pity feel:
He doth His church with grace supply,
That I baptized into His name,
Arm'd with His mind, may Hve and die
A follower of the patient Lamb.