O Sacred Head, Now Wounded


Intro

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Verse 1

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

Verse 2

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

Verse 3

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


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