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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: Total Praise #242 (2011) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded,
With thorns, Thine only crown;
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss till now, was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine!
2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
Was all for sinners’ gain;
Mine, 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,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
3 The joy can ne'er be spoken,
Above all joys beside,
When in Thy body broken
I thus with safety hide.
My Lord of life, desiring
Thy glory now to see,
Beside the cross expiring,
I'd breathe my soul to Thee.
4 What language shall I borrow,
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
Oh, make me Thine forever;
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
Topics: Burdens; Grace, Mercy, and Forgiveness; Jesus Christ His Atonement, Crucifixion and Death; Jesus Christ His Cross; Jesus Christ Our Love For Jesus; Jesus Christ Shepherd and Lamb; Salvation; Worship and Adoration Scripture: John 19:18 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Our Great Redeemer's Praise #245 (2022) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, Thine only crown:
how pale Thou art with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
which once was bright as morn!
2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain;
mine, 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,
vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
3 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 for Thee. Topics: Jesus, Suffered, Dead, and Buried Good Friday Scripture: Matthew 27:27-31 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #247 (1990) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down;
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thine only crown;
O sacred Head, what glory,
what bliss till now was thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call thee mine.
2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain:
mine, 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,
vouchsafe to me thy grace.
3 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.
Topics: Funerals; Jesus Christ His Suffering; Christ Love and Grace of; Consolation; Imputation of Sin Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Haupt voll Blut und Wunden
Author: Paul Gerhardt 1607-76; Bernard of Clairvaux; Henry Williams Baker 1821-77; James Waddell Alexander 1804-59 Hymnal: The Australian Hymn Book with Catholic Supplement #255 (1977) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: O sacred head sore wounded Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Haupt voll Blut und Wunden
Tomorrow Christ Is Coming
Author: Fred Kaan, 1929-2009 Hymnal: One Lord, One Faith, One Baptism #260 (2018) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 Tomorrow Christ is coming
As yesterday He came;
A child is born this moment–
We do not know its name.
The world is full of darkness,
Again there is no room;
The symbols of existence
Are stable, cross and tomb.
2 Tomorrow will be Christmas,
The feast of love divine,
But for the nameless millions
The star will never shine.
Still is the census taken
With people on the move;
New infants born in stables
Are crying out for love.
3 There will be no tomorrows
For many a baby born.
Good Friday falls on Christmas
When life is sown as corn.
But Jesus Christ is risen
And comes again in bread
To still our deepest hunger
And raise us from the dead.
4 Our God becomes incarnate
In ev'ry human birth.
Created in God's image,
We must make peace on earth.
God will fulfil Love's purpose
And this shall be the sign:
We shall find Christ among us
As woman, child or man. Topics: The Celebration of the Gospel Story Advent; Christian Year Advent (First) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
Tomorrow Christ Is Coming
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th cent.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #261 (2023) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, Thine only crown.
O sacred Head, what glory,
what bliss till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners' gain;
mine, 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,
vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
3 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 for Thee.
4 Be near when I am dying,
O show Thy cross to me!
And, for my succor flying,
come, Lord, to set me free:
these eyes, new faith receiving,
from Thee shall never move;
for he who dies believing
dies safely in Thy love.
Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paulus Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James Waddell Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: Singing the Living Tradition #265 (1993) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thy only crown:
how art thou pale with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
which once was bright as morn!
2 What language shall I borrow
to thank thee, dearest friend,
for this thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end?
Let me be thine forever.
And, should I fainting be,
oh, let me never, never
outlive my love to thee. Topics: Jewish and Christian Teachings Good Friday; Easter; Good Friday and Palm Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O sacred Head, now wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, (1091-1153) Hymnal: Worship and Song #269 (1913) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O sacred Head, now wounded
I could not do without Thee
Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: The Concordia Hymnal #276 (1933) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
I could not do without Thee
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th c. Hymnal: Worship and Rejoice #284 (2003) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: O sacred head now wounded Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, thine only crown:
O sacred head, what glory,
what bliss till now was thine;
yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call thee mine.
2 What thou, my Lord, hast suffered
was all for sinners’ gain;
mine, 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,
and grant to me thy grace.
3 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. Scripture: Romans 5:6 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
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