178. O sacred Head, now wounded

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 for ever;
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 Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing,
Dies safely, through thy love.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: O sacred Head, now wounded
Author (attributed to): Bernard of Clairvaus, 1091-1153
Translator: James Waddell Alexander (1830)
Translator: Paul Gerhardt (1656)
Meter: 7. 6. 7. 6. D.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1961
Scripture:
Topic: Christ, The Lord Jesus; Christ: Love and Grace of; Christ: Suffering of (3 more...)
Tune Information
Name: PASSION CHORALE
Composer: Hans Leo Hassler (1601)
Harmonizer: Johann Sebastian Bach (1729)
Meter: 7. 6. 7. 6. D.
Key: C Major



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