4Him - O Sacred Head lyrics

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O sacred Head, now wounded,<br />

With grief and shame weighed down,<br />

Now scornfully surounded<br />

With thorns, thine only crown:<br />

How art thou pale with anguish,<br />

With sore abuse and scorn!<br />

How does that visage languish<br />

Which once was bright as morn!<br />

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What thou, my Lord, has suffered<br />

Was all for sinners' gain;<br />

Mine was the transgression,<br />

But thine the deadly pain.<br />

Lo, here I fall, my Savior!<br />

'Tis I deserve the place;<br />

Look on me with thy favor,<br />

Vouchsafe to me thy grace.<br />

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CHORUS<br />

Sacred Head now wounded<br />

Sacred Head with shame weighed down<br />

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What language shall I borrow<br />

To thank thee, dearest friend,<br />

For this thy dying sorrow,<br />

Thy pity without end?<br />

O make me thine forever;<br />

And should I fainting be,<br />

Lord, let me never, never<br />

Outlive my love to thee.