O Sacred Head Lyrics

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 sore abuse and scorn
How does that visage languish which once was bright as morn

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 (to Thee)

Amen

Scriptural Reference:? They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand and knelt in front of him and mocked him. 'Hail, king of the Jews!' they said.? Matthew 27: 28-29