see, underneath the crown of thorn,

the eye-balls fierce, the features grim!

and merrily from night to morn

we chaunt his praise and worship him—

great christus-jingo, at whose feet christian and jew and atheist meet!

a wondrous god! most fit for those

who cheat on 'change, then creep to prayer;

blood on his heavenly altar flows,

hell's burning incense fills the air,

and death attests in street and lane

the hideous glory of his reign.