Sunday's Hymn
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.
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.
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.
Other hymns, worship songs, sermons etc. posted today:
- Update: O Worship the King at threegirldad
- Alleluia, Song of Gladness at Conjubilant With Song
- Be Still, My Heart! at Tried With Fire
- Awake, My Soul at Field Stone Cottage
- My Faith Looks Up to Thee at Whatever Things
- Psalm 139 at Theology for Girls
- Speak, O Lord at Rosemary at Home
- Blest Art the Undefiled in Heart at Hiraeth
- I Have a Friend, So Patient, Kind, Forbearing at The Happy Wonderer
- Lord’s Day 10, 2010 at The Thirsty Theologian
- Grow in Grace at Daily On My Way to Heaven
- Voices of the Past - March 6, 2011 at The Upward Call
- The Lord’s Day at Everyday Mommy
- Your Weekly Dose of Spurgeon at Pyromaniacs: A Dreary Task; A Terrible Truth
Have you posted a hymn (or sermon, sermon notes, prayer, etc.) today and I missed it? Let me know by leaving a link in the comments or by contacting me using the contact form linked above, and I’ll add your post to the list.
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