Festival Choir And Hosanna Chorus
앨범 : 60 Best Healing Hymns (영어로 배우는 온가족 힐링 찬양 베스트 60선)

O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down
Now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown
How pale Thou art with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn
How does that visage languish, which once was bright as morn
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, vouchsafe to me Thy grace
Men mock and taunt and jeer Thee, Thou noble countenance
Though mighty worlds shall fear Thee and flee before Thy glance
How art thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn
How doth Thy visage languish that once was bright as morn
Now from Thy cheeks has vanished their color once so fair
From Thy red lips is banished the splendor that was there
Grim death, with cruel rigor, hath robbed Thee of Thy life
Thus Thou hast lost Thy vigor, Thy strength in this sad strife
My burden in Thy Passion, Lord, Thou hast borne for me
For it was my transgression which brought this woe on Thee
I cast me down before Thee, wrath were my rightful lot
Have mercy, I implore Thee Redeemer, spurn me not
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 outlive my love to Thee
My Shepherd, now receive me my Guardian, own me Thine
Great blessings Thou didst give me, O source of gifts divine
Thy lips have often fed me with words of truth and love
Thy Spirit oft hath led me to heavenly joys above
Here I will stand beside Thee, from Thee I will not part
O Savior, do not chide me When breaks Thy loving heart
When soul and body languish in death’s cold, cruel grasp
Then, in Thy deepest anguish, Thee in mine arms I’ll clasp
The joy can never be spoken, above all joys beside
When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide
O Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see
Beside Thy cross expiring, I’d breathe my soul to Thee
My Savior, be Thou near me when death is at my door
Then let Thy presence cheer me, forsake me nevermore
When soul and body languish, oh, leave me not alone
But take away mine anguish by virtue of Thine own
Be Thou my consolation, my shield when I must die
Remind me of Thy passion when my last hour draws nigh
Mine eyes shall then behold Thee, upon Thy cross shall dwell
My heart by faith enfolds Thee Who dieth thus dies well