O Sacred Head Now Wounded

🕑: 4/4 CCLI: 1257208 url 🖉 Paul Gerhardt, Marty Parks © 1993 Singspiration Music

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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!

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What Thou my Lord hast suffered was all for sinners' gain

All 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; assist me with Thy grace

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What language shall I bor row 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