amy grant - o sacred head, now wounded lyrics
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o sacred head now wounded
with grief and shame way down,
now scornfully surrounded
with th-rns 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 man?
for this, thy dying sorrow,
thy pity without end.
o make me thine forever,
and should i fainting be,
lord, let me never, ever
outlive my love to thee.
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