O Sacred Head Now Wounded Lyrics
1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surounded
with thorns, thine only crown:
how pale thou art with anguish,
with sore abuse and scorn!
How does that visage languish
which once was bright as morn!
2 What thou, my Lord, has 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.
O Sacred Head Now Wounded Hymn Story
“O Sacred Head Now Wounded” is a Passion week hymn that was composed from a Latin text. It is often attributed to Bernard of Clairvaux who lived in the twelfth century.
It was first translated to German by Paul Gerhardt where the tune that was used is called HERZLICH TUT MICH VERLANGEN. Paul Gerhardt was a Lutheran minister. He authored several Lutheran evangelical hymns.
It was later translated into English by James W Alexander in 1829
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