Number: 98
Title: O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
Composer: Hans Leo Hassler, 1601 Harm. Johann Sebastian Bach, 1729
Author: Attr. Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153) Trans. James Waddell Alexander, 1830
Scripture: Isaiah 53:3-5 Matthew 27:27-31 Mark 15:16-20 John 19:1-5
Theme: Holy Week

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,
    Vouch-safe 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 
    Out-live my love to Thee.