O sacred Head now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded, with thorns Thine only crown How art Thou pale with anguish, with
O Sacred Head By Amy Grant O sacred head now wounded With grief and shame way down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns thine only crown, How art thou
(Paul Gerhardt, J. W. Alexander, Hans Hassler, 16th Lent, Bach) O sacred Head now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded
Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee! Sacred Head now wounded Sacred Head with shame weighed down O sacred Head, now wounded With grief
be Lord, let me never, never Outlive my love to Thee! Sacred Head now wounded Sacred Head with shame weighed down O sacred Head, now wounded With