O Sacred Head, Now Wounded by First Call


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Rejoice by First Call

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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
by First Call

Album: Rejoice
by First Call


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!

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!

What thou, my Lord, has suffered
What thou, my Lord, has suffered
was all for sinners' gain;
for sinners' gain;
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,
assist me with thy grace.

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, never
Lord, let me never, never, never
outlive my love to thee.

Amen, amen.


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