F G C
O sacred Head, now wounded,
Am E Am
With grief and shame bow'd down,
F G C
Now scornfully surrounded
Am E Am
With thorns, Thine only crown.
Em F C
O sacred Head, what glory,
F A
What bliss till now was Thine!
G D G
Yet, though despised and gory,
F G C
I joy to call Thee mine.
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