Song Book

O SACRED head once wounded,
With grief and pain weighed down,
How scornfully surrounded
With thorns, thine only crown!
How pale art thou with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
Which once was bright as morn!

2 O Lord of life and glory,
What bliss till now was thine!
I read the wondrous story,
I joy to call thee mine.
Thy grief and thy compassion
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?
O make me thine for ever!
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to thee.

4 Be near me, Lord, when dying;
O show thyself to me;
And, for my succour flying,
Come, Lord, to set me free.
These eyes, new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move;
For he who dies believing
Dies safely through thy love.

Bible reference

John 15:15

Matthew 27:28-29 (Key verse)

John 19:2-3

1 Corinthians 2:8

Matthew 9:36

Isaiah 52:14

Isaiah 53:3-5

226:Passion Chorale

226:Passion Chorale

Composer:	Hans Leo
Metronome:	0
Meter:	7.6.7.6.D. Iambic

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