383. O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

1 O Sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
O Sacred Head, surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown!
O Sacred Head, what honor,
What glory once was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

2 What Thou, O Lord, hast suffered
I should myself have borne;
For truly I am guilty
Of all Thy grief and scorn.
Behold, here stands a sinner
Who naught deserves but woe;
Do Thou, O my Redeemer,
On me Thy grace bestow.

3 With all my heart I thank Thee,
O Jesus, dearest Friend,
That with Thy dying anguish
Thou all my woe wouldst end.
O keep me ever faithful,
Relying on Thy grace,
That I, in Thee departing,
May see Thee face to face.

4 Be Thou my consolation
And, when I die, my shield;
Let me behold Thy passion
When I my breath must yield.
Mine eyes, to Thee uplifted,
Upon Thy cross shall dwell,
My heart by faith enfold Thee:
Who dieth thus dies well.

Text Information
First Line: O Sacred Head, now wounded
Title: O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Translator (into German): Paul Gerhardt (1656)
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux (d. 1153)
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1930
Topic: The Church Year: Passion
Source: Tr. Composite
Tune Information
Name: HASSLER
Composer: Hans Leo Hassler (1601)
Meter: 7 6 7 6 D.
Key: C Major
Source: German chorale: Herzlich tut mich verlangen



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