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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Lift Up Your Hearts #168 (2013) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, your only crown. O sacred head, what glory and blessing you have known! Yet, though despised and gory, I claim you as my own. 2 My Lord, what you did suffer was all for sinner's gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but yours the deadly pain. So here I kneel, my Savior, for I deserve your place; look on me with thy favor and save me by your grace. 3 What language shall I borrow to thank you, dearest Friend, for this, your dying sorrow, your pity without end? Lord, make me yours forever, a loyal servant true, and let me never, never outlive my love to you. Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Jesus Christ Atonement; Jesus Christ Confidence in; Love Our Love for Jesus Christ; Thankfulness Scripture: Matthew 27:29 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
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Oh rostro ensangrentado (O Sacred Head, Now Wounded)

Author: Bernardo de Claraval, 1091-1153; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Federico Fliedner, 1845-1901; Anónima Hymnal: Santo, Santo, Santo #168 (2019) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 ¡Oh rostro ensangrentado, imagen del dolor, que sufres resignado la burla y el furor! Soportas la tortura, la saña, la maldad; en tan cruel amargura, ¡que grandes es tu bondad! 2 Señor, tu has soportado lo que yo merecí; la culpa que has cargado, cargarla yo debí. Mas mírame, confío en tu cruz y pasión. Otórgame, Dios mío, la gracia del perdón. 3 Aunque tu vida acaba, no dejaré tu cruz; pues cuando errante andaba, en ti encontré la luz. Me apacentaste siempre, paciente cual pastor; me amaste tiernamente con infinito amor. --- 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 Savior! 'Tis I deserve thy place; Look on me with thy favor, And grant to me thy grace. 3 What language shall I borrow, To thank thee, dearest friend, For this thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me thine forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to thee. Topics: Amor por Jesucristo; Love for Jesus Christ; Año Cristiano Viernes Santo; Christian Year Good Friday; Jesucristo Cruz y Crucifixión; Jesus Christ Cross and Crucifixion; Jesucristo Muerte de; Jesus Christ Death of; Jesucristo Sacrificio; Jesus Christ Sacrifice; Jesucristo Sufrimiento de; Jesus Christ Suffering of; Pecado; Sin; Salvación; Salvation Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English; Spanish Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) Hymnal: The Hymnbook #194 (1955) 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 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 forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee. Amen. Topics: Christ Passion; Christ Atonement; Christ Atonement; Commitment; Devotion; Jesus Christ His Passion and Atonement Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th C.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The Worshiping Church #221 (1990) 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 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, and grant 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 forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. Topics: Confession; Crowns; Good Friday; Grace of Christ; Jesus Christ Suffering; Surrender; Thankfulness Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-4 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Glory to God #221 (2013) 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 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, and grant 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 forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. Topics: Atonement; Christian Year Palm Sunday; Christian Year Maundy Thursday; Christian Year Good Friday; Grace; Jesus Christ Passion and Death; Living in Christ; Love for God; Repentance; Sin Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-5 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O sacred Head, now wounded

Hymnal: Christian Hymns #232 (1898) Meter: 7.6 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 I see Thy strength and vigor All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigor Bereaving Thee of life; O agony and dying! O love to sinners free! Jesus, all grace supplying, Oh, turn Thy face on me. 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 Saviour, 'Tis I deserve Thy place; Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. 4 In this Thy bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me With Thy most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be: Beneath Thy cross abiding Forever would I rest, In Thy dear love confiding, And with Thy presence blest. 5 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide: My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside Thy cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 6 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me thine forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee! 7 And when I am departing, Oh, part Thou not from me! When mortal pangs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me free! And when my heart must languish Amidst the final throe, Release me from mine anguish, By Thine own pain and woe! 8 Be Thou my consolation And shield when I must die; Remind me of Thy passion, When my last hour draws nigh. Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, Upon Thy cross shall dwell, My heart by faith enfold Thee: Who dieth thus, dies well. Topics: TheChurch Year The Passion; Christ Light; Gratitude to God and Christ; Sickness, Death, and Burial Languages: English Tune Title: O SACRED HEAD, NOW WOUNDED
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th C.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Renew! Songs and Hymns for Blended Worship #235 (1995) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D First Line: O sacred head now wounded 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 ccall 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 Savior! 'Tis I deserve thy place; look on me with thy favor, and grant 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 forever; and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. Topics: The Service of the Word Songs of Confession; Praise and Thanksgiving Songs to Remember the Work of the Son Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: Total Praise #242 (2011) 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 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. 3 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide. My Lord of life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside the cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 4 What language shall I borrow, To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Oh, make me Thine forever; And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee. Topics: Burdens; Grace, Mercy, and Forgiveness; Jesus Christ His Atonement, Crucifixion and Death; Jesus Christ His Cross; Jesus Christ Our Love For Jesus; Jesus Christ Shepherd and Lamb; Salvation; Worship and Adoration Scripture: John 19:18 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Trinity Hymnal (Rev. ed.) #247 (1990) 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 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. 3 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: Funerals; Jesus Christ His Suffering; Christ Love and Grace of; Consolation; Imputation of Sin Scripture: Isaiah 53:5 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 12th cent.; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Psalms and Hymns to the Living God #261 (2023) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 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 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. 3 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 for 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 Thee shall never move; for he who dies believing dies safely in Thy love. Topics: Jesus Christ Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE

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