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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded lyrics
With grief and shame weighed down
Now scornfully surounded
With thorns, Thine only crown
How art Thou pale with anguish
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!
What Thou, my Lord, has suffered
Was all for sinners' gain
Mine was the transgression
But Thine the deadly pain
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
'Tis I deserve Thy place
Look on me with Thy favor
Vouch safe to me Thy grace
Sacred Head now wounded
Sacred Head with shame weighed down
What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend
For this Thy dying sorrow
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever!
And should I fainting be
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee!
Sacred Head now wounded
Sacred Head with shame weighed down
O sacred Head, now wounded
With grief and shame weighed down
Now scornfully surounded
With thorns, Thine only crown
How art Thou pale with anguish
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!
Sacred Head now wounded
Sacred Head with shame weighed down
With grief and shame weighed down
Now scornfully surounded
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- Track 9 on All Creation Bows Down
- 8 Rock of Ages
- 10 Sweet Hour of Prayer
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