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O Sacred Head, Sore Wounded - The Festival Choir and Hosanna Chorus-歌词

O Sacred Head, Sore Wounded - The Festival Choir and Hosanna Chorus

O sacred head sore wounded

Defiled and put to scorn

O kingly head surrounded

With mocking crown of thorn

What sorrow mars thy grandeur

Can death thy bloom deflower

O countenance whose splendor

The hosts of heaven adore

I pray thee Jesus own me

Me shepherd good for thine

Who to thy fold hast won me

And fed me with truth divine

Me guilty me refuse not

Incline thy face to me

This comfort that I lose not

On earth to comfort thee

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