Acts 2:15: These are not drunken, as ye suppose, &c

Scourged by the world's opprobrious tongue,
Silent, I bear the private wrong
With meek humility;
Reviled, I answer not a word,
Assured that Thou, my righteous Lord,
Wilt speak at last for me.

But when the honour of Thy name
Thy cause and church my service claim,
Commanded to contend
I must the' imputed crime disown,
Trample the foul accuser down,
And Thee, and Thine defend.