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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Praise Ye the Lord #49 (1940) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1951) 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, tho' 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 Saviour!
'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?
Oh, make me Thine forever;
And, should i fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
4 Be near me when I'm dying;
Oh, show thy cross to me;
And, for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Topics: Atonement Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1978) 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, tho' 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 Saviour!
'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?
Oh, make me Thine forever;
And, should i fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
4 Be near me when I'm dying;
Oh, show thy cross to me;
And, for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Gloria in Excelsis #93 (1933) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #161 (1980) 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,
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.
Amen. Topics: Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Humilty; Prayer Hymns of; Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Humilty; Prayer Hymns of Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Sing Joyfully #238 (1989) 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.
Amen.
Topics: Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #338 (1967) 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 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 Saviour!
'Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
4 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: Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Prayer Hymns of; Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Prayer Hymns of Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The New Church Hymnal #555 (1976) First Line: O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,With grief and shame weighed down,Now scornfully surroundedWith 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 sufferedWas 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 borrowTo 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, neverOutlive my love to Thee.Amen. Topics: Christ Suffering; Passion Week; Ancient Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O sacred Head, now wounded
Hymnal: Sunday School Book #34 (1903) 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 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, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place!
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine!
Of every good the Fountain,
Thou art the Spring of mine!
4 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end!
Oh, make me Thine for ever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never,
Outlive my love to Thee.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By Thine own wounded heart. Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent
O sacred Head, now wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Inspiring Hymns #111 (1951) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head
Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Great Revival Hymns #179 (1911) 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.
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 resume Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
2 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!
Be near me when I’m dying;
O show Thy cross to me;
And, for my rescue flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free!
These eyes, new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely through Thy love.
O show Thy cross to me;
Come, Lord and set me free!
These eyes, now faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely through Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1090-1153; P. Gerhardt, 1607-76 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #334 (1996) 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.
3 Now from Thy cheeks has vanished
Their color, once so fair;
From Thy red lips is banished
The splendor that was there.
Grim death, with cruel rigor,
Hath robbed Thee of Thy life;
Thus Thou has lost Thy vigor,
Thy strength, in this sad strife.
5 My Shepherd, now receive me!
My Guardian, own me Thine!
Great blessings Thou didst give me,
O Source of gifts divine!
Thy lips have often fed me
With milk and sweetest food;
Thy Spirit oft has led me
To stores of heav'nly good.
7 The joy can ne'er be spoken,
Above all joys beside,
When in Thy body broken
I thus with safety hide.
O Lord of life, desiring
Thy glory now to see,
Beside Thy cross expiring,
I'd breathe my soul to Thee.
9 And when I am departing,
O part not Thou from me;
When mortal pangs are darting,
Come, Lord, and set me free;
And when my heart must languish
Amidst the final throe,
Release me from mine anguish
By Thine own pain and woe.
Topics: Jesus, Our Redeemer Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #5298 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. Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee,
Thou noble countenance,
Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee
and flee before Thy glance.
How art thou pale with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn!
How doth Thy visage languish
that once was bright as morn!
4. Now from Thy cheeks has vanished
their color once so fair;
From Thy red lips is banished
the splendor that was there.
Grim death, with cruel rigor,
hath robbed Thee of Thy life;
Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor,
Thy strength in this sad strife.
5. My burden in Thy Passion,
Lord, Thou hast borne for me,
For it was my transgression
which brought this woe on Thee.
I cast me down before Thee,
wrath were my rightful lot;
Have mercy, I implore Thee;
Redeemer, spurn me not!
6. 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.
7. My shepherd, now receive me;
my guardian, own me Thine.
Great blessings Thou didst give me,
O source of gifts divine.
Thy lips have often fed me
with words of truth and love;
Thy Spirit oft hath led me
to heavenly joys above.
8. Here I will stand beside Thee,
from Thee I will not part;
O Savior, do not chide me!
When breaks Thy loving heart,
When soul and body languish
in death’s cold, cruel grasp,
Then, in Thy deepest anguish,
Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp.
9. The joy can never be spoken,
above all joys beside,
When in Thy body broken
I thus with safety hide.
O Lord of life, desiring
Thy glory now to see,
Beside Thy cross expiring,
I’d breathe my soul to Thee.
10. My Savior, be Thou near me
when death is at my door;
Then let Thy presence cheer me,
forsake me nevermore!
When soul and body languish,
oh, leave me not alone,
But take away mine anguish
by virtue of Thine own!
11. Be Thou my consolation,
my shield when I must die;
Remind me of Thy passion
when my last hour draws nigh.
Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,
upon Thy cross shall dwell,
My heart by faith enfolds Thee.
Who dieth thus dies well. Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Author: P. Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; St. Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 Hymnal: Hymnal of Christian Unity #22 (1964) First Line: O sacred Head, now wounded Topics: Lent Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Select Sunday School Songs #40 (1885) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: Worship and Service Hymnal #70 (1957) 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.
Amen. Topics: Adoration; Ancient Hymns; Christ Passion; Christ Sacrifice; Historical; Passion; Repentance; Sacrifice; Worship Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: The New National Baptist Hymnal #73 (1977) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: Hymnal and Order of Service #73 (1901) 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!
Once reigning in the highest
In light and majesty,
Dishonored now Thou diest,
Yet here I worship Thee.
2 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, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place:
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine,
Of every good the Fountain,
Thou art the Spring of mine!
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.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By thine own wounded heart.
Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH THUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 Hymnal: Concordia #75 (1918) 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 sinner's 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.
4 Be near when I am dying,
O show Thy cross to me;
And for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes, new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move,
For He who dies believing,
Dies safely through Thy love. Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter; The Lord's Supper; Trust and Confidence Languages: English Tune Title: MIG HJERTELIG NU LÆNGES
O Sacred Head, now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091 - 1153; James Alexander Hymnal: Sing Your Way Home #84 (1978) Topics: Christian Faith and Experience Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: With Heart and Voice #96 (1989) 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, your only crown.
O sacred head, what glory
and blessing you have known!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I claim you as my own.
2 My Lord, what you did suffer
was all for sinners' gain;
mine, mine was the transgression,
but yours the deadly pain.
So here I kneel, my Savior,
for I deserve your place;
look on me with your favor
and save me by your grace.
3 What language shall I borrow
to thank you, dearest Friend,
for this, your dying sorrow,
your mercy without end?
Lord, make me yours forever,
a loyal servant true,
and let me never, never
outlive my love for you.
Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The Presbyterian Hymnal #98 (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.
Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-5 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Hymnal: Palmer's Book of Gems #99 (1887) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Tabernacle Hymns #100 (1953) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The New National Baptist Hymnal (21st Century Edition) #108 (2001) 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, tho' despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 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.
3 Be near me when I'm dying,
Oh! show Thy cross to me;
And for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free;
These eyes, new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely, thru Thy love.
Topics: Atonement; Blood; Cross; Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: MUNICH
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: St. Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt; James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Worship in Song #109 (1996) 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 How art thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!
Thy grief and bitter passion
Were all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But thine the deadly pain.
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.
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: Cross; Crucifixion; Good Friday; Story of Jesus; Sin Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt; J. W. Alexander Hymnal: The Hymnal of The Evangelical United Brethren Church #109 (1957) 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.
Amen. Topics: Jesus Christ Passion Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76 Hymnal: Lutheran Worship #113 (1982) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: Passion Week Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #116 (1937) Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded,
With thorns Thine only crown!
Once reigning in the highest
In light and majesty,
Dishonored now Thou diest,
Yet here I worship Thee.
2 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, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place:
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine,
Of every good the Fountain,
Thou art the Spring of mine!
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.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By thine own wounded heart.
Amen.
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #116 (1978) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: Holy Week; Sunday of the Passion; Good Friday; Death; Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Bernard of Clairvaux, (1091-1153) Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #116 (1926) 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!
Once reigning in the highest
In light and majesty,
Dishonored now Thou diest,
Yet here I worship Thee.
2 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, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place:
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine,
Of every good the Fountain,
Thou art the Spring of mine!
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.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By thine own wounded heart.
Amen. Topics: Church Year Holy Week; Good Friday; Names and Office of Christ Friend; Names and Office of Christ Redeemer; Names and Office of Christ Savior; Names and Office of Christ Shepherd; Names and Office of Christ Substitute; Death Prayer for help in; Death Death of Christ and its results Scripture: Job 3:17 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH THUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 Hymnal: Lutheran Book of Worship #117 (1978) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: Holy Week; Sunday of the Passion; Good Friday; Death; Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt (1607-1676); James W. Alexander (1804-1859) Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #129 (1972) 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, tho' despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 O noblest brow and dearest,
In other days the world
All feared when Thou appearedst;
What shame on Thee is hurled!
How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!
3 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 Saviour!
'Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
4 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine for ever;
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
5 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 Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Jesus Christ Suffering, Death of Scripture: Mark 15:17 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICHT TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; Paul Gerhardt (1607-1676); James W. Alexander (1804-1859) Hymnal: The Christian Hymnary. Bks. 1-4 #130 (1972) 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, tho' despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 O noblest brow and dearest,
In other days the world
All feared when Thou appearedst;
What shame on Thee is hurled!
How art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!
3 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 Saviour!
'Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
4 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end.
O make me Thine for ever;
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
5 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 Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Amen. Topics: Book One: Hymns, Songs, Chorales; Jesus Christ Suffering, Death of Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Languages: English Tune Title: KTO PODA SILU
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: The Junior Hymnal, Containing Sunday School and Luther League Liturgy and Hymns for the Sunday School #130 (1928) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: African Methodist Episcopal Church Hymnal #133 (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 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.
Amen. Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death; Cross; Jesus Passion Scripture: Matthew 27:29 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th century; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Hymns for the Living Church #136 (1974) 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,
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.
Amen. Topics: Adoration; Christ Death Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander, D. D., (1804-1859) Hymnal: The New Alleluia #142 (1886) First Line: O sacred Head now wounded Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander, D.D., 1804-1859 Hymnal: The Alleluia #142 (1880) First Line: O sacred Head now wounded Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th cent.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Hymns to the Living God #147 (2017) 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 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); Paul Gerhardt (1607-167 6); James W. Alexander (1804-1859) Hymnal: Seventh-day Adventist Hymnal #156 (1985) 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,
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: Jesus Christ Sufferings and Death Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Lift Up Your Hearts #168 (2013) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded
with thorns, your only crown.
O sacred head, what glory
and blessing you have known!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I claim you as my own.
2 My Lord, what you did suffer
was all for sinner's gain;
mine, mine was the transgression,
but yours the deadly pain.
So here I kneel, my Savior,
for I deserve your place;
look on me with thy favor
and save me by your grace.
3 What language shall I borrow
to thank you, dearest Friend,
for this, your dying sorrow,
your pity without end?
Lord, make me yours forever,
a loyal servant true,
and let me never, never
outlive my love to you.
Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Jesus Christ Atonement; Jesus Christ Confidence in; Love Our Love for Jesus Christ; Thankfulness Scripture: Matthew 27:29 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Oh rostro ensangrentado (O Sacred Head, Now Wounded)
Author: Bernardo de Claraval, 1091-1153; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Federico Fliedner, 1845-1901; Anónima Hymnal: Santo, Santo, Santo #168 (2019) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 ¡Oh rostro ensangrentado,
imagen del dolor,
que sufres resignado
la burla y el furor!
Soportas la tortura,
la saña, la maldad;
en tan cruel amargura,
¡que grandes es tu bondad!
2 Señor, tu has soportado
lo que yo merecí;
la culpa que has cargado,
cargarla yo debí.
Mas mírame, confío
en tu cruz y pasión.
Otórgame, Dios mío,
la gracia del perdón.
3 Aunque tu vida acaba,
no dejaré tu cruz;
pues cuando errante andaba,
en ti encontré la luz.
Me apacentaste siempre,
paciente cual pastor;
me amaste tiernamente
con infinito amor.
---
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?
Oh, make me thine forever;
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to thee.
Topics: Amor por Jesucristo; Love for Jesus Christ; Año Cristiano Viernes Santo; Christian Year Good Friday; Jesucristo Cruz y Crucifixión; Jesus Christ Cross and Crucifixion; Jesucristo Muerte de; Jesus Christ Death of; Jesucristo Sacrificio; Jesus Christ Sacrifice; Jesucristo Sufrimiento de; Jesus Christ Suffering of; Pecado; Sin; Salvación; Salvation Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English; Spanish Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
Oh rostro ensangrentado (O Sacred Head, Now Wounded)
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander Hymnal: Assembly Songs #189 (1910) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) Hymnal: The Hymnbook #194 (1955) 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 Saviour!
'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.
Amen. Topics: Christ Passion; Christ Atonement; Christ Atonement; Commitment; Devotion; Jesus Christ His Passion and Atonement Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander Hymnal: The New Make Christ King #215 (1914) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th C.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #221 (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, 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.
Topics: Confession; Crowns; Good Friday; Grace of Christ; Jesus Christ Suffering; Surrender; Thankfulness Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-4 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Glory to God #221 (2013) 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,
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. Topics: Atonement; Christian Year Palm Sunday; Christian Year Maundy Thursday; Christian Year Good Friday; Grace; Jesus Christ Passion and Death; Living in Christ; Love for God; Repentance; Sin Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-5 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O sacred Head, now wounded
Hymnal: Christian Hymns #232 (1898) Meter: 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 I see Thy strength and vigor
All fading in the strife,
And death with cruel rigor
Bereaving Thee of life;
O agony and dying!
O love to sinners free!
Jesus, all grace supplying,
Oh, turn Thy face on me.
3 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 Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
4 In this Thy bitter passion,
Good Shepherd, think of me
With Thy most sweet compassion,
Unworthy though I be:
Beneath Thy cross abiding
Forever would I rest,
In Thy dear love confiding,
And with Thy presence blest.
5 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 Thy cross expiring,
I'd breathe my soul to Thee.
6 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!
7 And when I am departing,
Oh, part Thou not from me!
When mortal pangs are darting,
Come, Lord, and set me free!
And when my heart must languish
Amidst the final throe,
Release me from mine anguish,
By Thine own pain and woe!
8 Be Thou my consolation
And shield when I must die;
Remind me of Thy passion,
When my last hour draws nigh.
Mine eyes shall then behold Thee,
Upon Thy cross shall dwell,
My heart by faith enfold Thee:
Who dieth thus, dies well.
Topics: TheChurch Year The Passion; Christ Light; Gratitude to God and Christ; Sickness, Death, and Burial Languages: English Tune Title: O SACRED HEAD, NOW WOUNDED
O sacred Head, now wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th C.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Renew! Songs and Hymns for Blended Worship #235 (1995) 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 ccall 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.
Topics: The Service of the Word Songs of Confession; Praise and Thanksgiving Songs to Remember the Work of the Son Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
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