{title: O Sacred Head, Now Wounded}

{comment: Intro}
[Am]

{comment: Verse 1}
O s[F]acred Head, now w[G]ounde[C]d,
With g[Am]rief and sha[E]me weighed [Am]down,
No[F]w scornfully su[G]rrounde[C]d
With t[Am]horns, Thin[E]e only cro[Am]wn.
O s[G]acred H[F]ead, what g[C]lory,        
What b[F]liss till now was T[Am]hine!
Yet, t[G]hough [C]despised and [D]gory[G],
I jo[F]y to c[G]all Thee m[Am]ine.

{comment: Verse 2}
W[F]hat Thou, my Lord, hast [G]suffere[C]d,
Was a[Am]ll for sin[E]ners' g[Am]ain;
My [F]sin was the tran[G]sgress[C]ion,
But T[Am]hine the d[E]eadly p[Am]ain:
Lo, h[G]ere I f[F]all, my S[C]avior!           
'Tis [F]I deserve Thy p[Am]lace;
Look[G] on me[C] with Thy[D] favo[G]r,
Vou[F]chsafe [G]to me Thy g[Am]race.

{comment: Verse 3}
The[F] joy can never be [G]spoke[C]n, 
abo[Am]ve all j[E]oys be[Am]side,
Wh[F]en in Thy body [G]broke[C]n 
I thu[Am]s with s[E]afety hi[Am]de.
O L[G]ord of L[F]ife, desi[C]ring           
Thy[F] glory now to s[Am]ee,
Be[G]side Thy[C] cross [D]expiring[G], 
I’d b[F]reathe my[G] soul to T[Am]hee

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{c: Verse 1}
Here is [G]love, vast as the o[C]cean,
Loving[G]kindness as the [D]flood,
When the [G]Prince of Life, our [C]Ransom,
Shed for [G]us His [D]precious [G]blood.
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Who His [G]love will not [D]remember?
Who can [D]cease to sing His [G]praise?
He can [Em]never be for[C]gotten,
Throughout [G]Heav'n's [D]eternal [G]days.
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{c: Verse 2}
On the [G]mount of crucifi[C]xion,
Fountains [G]opened deep and [D]wide;
Through the [G]floodgates of God's [C]mercy
Flowed a [G]vast and [D]gracious [G]tide.
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Grace and [G]love, like mighty [D]rivers,
Poured in[D]cessant from a[G]bove,
And Heav'n's [Em]peace and perfect [C]justice
Kissed a [G]guilty [D]world in [G]love.
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{c: Verse 3}
Let me [G]all Thy love ac[C]cepting,
Love Thee, [G]ever all my [D]days;
Let me [G]seek Thy kingdom [C]only
And my [G]life be [D]to Thy [G]praise;
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Thou a[G]lone shalt be my [D]glory,
Nothing [D]in the world I [G]see.
Thou hast [Em]cleansed and sancti[C]fied me,
Thou Thy[G]self hast [D]set me [G]free.
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{c: Verse 4}
In Thy [G]truth Thou dost direct [C]me
By Thy [G]Spirit through Thy [D]Word;
And Thy [G]grace my need is [C]meeting,
As I [G]trust in [D]Thee, my [G]Lord.
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Of Thy [G]fullness Thou art [D]pouring
Thy great [D]love and power on [G]me,
Without [Em]measure, full and [C]boundless,
Drawing [G]out my [D]heart to [G]Thee.
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