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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Voices Together #325 (2020) 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? Oh, make me thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to thee. 4 Be near when I am dying, oh, show thy cross to me, and for my rescue, flying, come, Lord, and set me free! These eyes, new faith receiving, from Jesus shall not move, for one who dies believing dies safely, through thy love. Topics: Atonement; Death and Eternal Life; Heritage Before 1500; Jesus Christ Love of; Suffering Scripture: Isaiah 50:4-9 Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1019-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: One Lord, One Faith, One Baptism #334 (2018) 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: The Celebration of the Gospel Story Good Friday; Christian Year Passion/Palm Sunday; Christian Year Good Friday; Cross; Cross of Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ Crucifixion; Death of Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ Redemptive work Scripture: Mark 15:17-18 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1019-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859 Hymnal: One Lord, One Faith, One Baptism #335 (2018) 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: The Celebration of the Gospel Story Good Friday; Christian Year Passion/Palm Sunday; Christian Year Good Friday; Cross; Cross of Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ Crucifixion; Death of Jesus Christ; Jesus Christ Redemptive work Languages: English Tune Title: REDDING
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Trinity Psalter Hymnal #336 (2018) 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 'til 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: Christ Love and Grace of; Christ Passion and Atoning Death of; Comfort; Funerals; Imputation of Sin Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-7 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James Waddell Alexander Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #345 (1995) 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 mercy without end? Lord, make me yours forever, a loyal servant true, and let me never, never outlive my love to you. Topics: Holy Week; Christ--Sacrifice of; Christian year--Holy Week; Love for Christ Scripture: Isaiah 53 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; Arnulf of Lauvain, d. 1250 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Worship #351 (2006) 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 How pale thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn; how does thy face now languish, which once was bright as morn! Thy grief and bitter passion were all for sinners' gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain. 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. 4 Lord, be my consolation; shield me when I must die; remind me of thy passion when my last hour draws nigh. These eyes, new faith receiving, from thee shall never move; for all who die believing die safely in thy love. Topics: Funeral; Holy Week, Three Days; Funeral; Holy Week, Three Days Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; Arnulf of Lauvain, d. 1250 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Worship #352 (2006) 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 How pale thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn; how does thy face now languish, which once was bright as morn! Thy grief and bitter passion were all for sinners' gain; mine, mine was the transgression, but thine the deadly pain. 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. 4 Lord, be my consolation; shield me when I must die; remind me of thy passion when my last hour draws nigh. These eyes, new faith receiving, from thee shall never move; for all who die believing die safely in thy love. Topics: Funeral; Holy Week, Three Days; Funeral; Holy Week, Three Days Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Waves of Glory No. 2 #357 (1921) First Line: O sacred Head now wounded Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head now wounded]
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Rev. James W. Alexander Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Red) #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
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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Psalter Hymnal (Gray) #383 (1987) 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, 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 sinners' 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 your favor and save me by your grace. 3 What language shall I borrow to thank you, dearest Friend, for this, your dying sorrow, your mercy without end? Lord, make me yours forever, a loyal servant true, and let me never, never outlive my love for you. Topics: Cross of Christ; Epiphany & Ministry of Christ; Love Our Love to God; Suffering of Christ; Lent; Atonement; Blood of Christ; Confession of Sin; Cross of Christ; Epiphany & Ministry of Christ; Love Our Love to God; Suffering of Christ; Thanksgiving & Gratitude Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-6 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN

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