marycatelli (marycatelli) wrote,
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O Sacred Head

O Sacred Head, surrounded
By crown of piercing thorn!
O Bleeding head, so wounded
Reviled and put to scorn!
No comeliness or beauty
Thy wounded face betrays,
Yet angel hosts adore thee
And tremble as they gaze.

O Love, all love transcending,
O wisdom from on high!
O Truth, unchanged, unchanging,
Surrendered up to die!
Was e'er a love so wondrous!
That from his heav'nly throne
God would descend among us
To suffer for his own.

O Jesus, we adore thee
Upon the cross our King!
We humbly bow before thee,
And of thy vict'ry sing!
Thy cross is our salvation,
Our hope from day to day,
Our peace and consolation
When life shall fade away.
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