Am, Amsus4, Am, Amsus4, Am
[Verses]
FGC
O sacred Head, now wounded,
AmEAm
With grief and shame weighed down,
FGC
Now scornfully surrounded
AmEAm
With thorns, Thine only crown
GFC
How pale thou art with anguish,
FDmAm
with sore abuse and scorn.
GCDG
How does that visage languish
FGAm
which once was bright as morn.
FGC
What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered,
AmEAm
T'was all for sinners’ gain;
FGC
Mine, mine was the transgression,
AmEAm
But Thine the deadly pain.
GFC
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour.
FDmAm
‘Tis I deserve Thy place;
GCDG
Look on me with Thy favour,
FGAm
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
[Instrumental]
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What language shall I borrow
CmBbAb
To thank Thee, dearest friend,
FmCmBbEb
For this Thy dying sorrow,
CmGCm
Thy pity without end?
BbAbEb
O make me Thine forever,
AbFmCm
And should I fainting be,
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Lord, let me never, never
AbBbCm
Outlive my love for Thee
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