O Sacred Head Now Wounded (Hymn Core Music) ✝

[Intro] [Verse 1] O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down, now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown. O sacred Head, what glory, what bliss till now was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. [Drop] I joy to call Thee mine! [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 2] 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. [Drop] Vouchsafe to me Thy grace! [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 3] 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 for Thee. [Instrumental Bridge] [Verse 4] Be near when I am dying, O show Thy cross to me! And, for my succor flying, come, Lord, to set me free: these eyes, new faith receiving, from Thee shall never move; for he who dies believing dies safely in Thy love. [Tiako Drum Solo] [Taiko Drum Outro] [Fade Out]