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O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Praise Ye the Lord #49 (1940) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1951) 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, tho' 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?
Oh, make me Thine forever;
And, should i fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
4 Be near me when I'm dying;
Oh, show thy cross to me;
And, for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Topics: Atonement Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: J. W. Alexander Hymnal: Praise and Worship #67 (1978) 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, tho' 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?
Oh, make me Thine forever;
And, should i fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
4 Be near me when I'm dying;
Oh, show thy cross to me;
And, for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing
Dies safely, thro' Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Gloria in Excelsis #93 (1933) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander; Paul Gerhardt Hymnal: Hymns of Faith #161 (1980) 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 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.
Amen. Topics: Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Humilty; Prayer Hymns of; Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Humilty; Prayer Hymns of Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Sing Joyfully #238 (1989) 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.
Amen.
Topics: Adoration Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: Favorite Hymns of Praise #338 (1967) 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 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 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: Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Prayer Hymns of; Adoration; Christ Sacrifice; Devotional; Prayer Hymns of Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; James W. Alexander Hymnal: The New Church Hymnal #555 (1976) First Line: O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,With grief and shame weighed down,Now scornfully surroundedWith 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 sufferedWas 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 borrowTo 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, neverOutlive my love to Thee.Amen. Topics: Christ Suffering; Passion Week; Ancient Hymns Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
O sacred Head, now wounded
Hymnal: Sunday School Book #34 (1903) 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 art Thou pale with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish,
Which once was bright as morn!
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
Was all for sinners' gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour,
'Tis I deserve Thy place!
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
Receive me, my Redeemer;
My Shepherd, make me Thine!
Of every good the Fountain,
Thou art the Spring of mine!
4 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end!
Oh, make me Thine for ever,
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never,
Outlive my love to Thee.
5 Forbid that I should leave Thee;
O Jesus, leave not me;
In faith may I receive Thee,
When death shall set me free.
When strength and comfort languish,
And I must hence depart,
Release me then from anguish
By Thine own wounded heart. Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent
O sacred Head, now wounded
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Author: James W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Inspiring Hymns #111 (1951) Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]
O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
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