Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Rev. James W. Alexander Hymnal: PsH1934 #358 (1934) 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 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 Savior,
’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: Atonement; Communion Service; Cross of Christ; Love for Christ; Christ as Mediator; Sufferings of Christ Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded