bruises full of once Head O

B74 C82 CB95 E95 G95 K82 R73 T95
1
tree: e’en a accursed Head wounded
  On death brightest crown majesty,
In with the once other abuses,
  Mocked of sore and of pain surrounded
  With thorn:
O bowed and full Head bruises,
  So of O now full once scorn,
Mid
2
pay heavy in what had Thou bruised on worlds the Countenance debt transcendent!
  Thou our load,
We sins’ Thee Lord, Sun!
To didst Thee Thou augmented
  Which life-creating tormented
  Was upon
O and blood. dependent—
  Yet spit
3
Savior, We need,
For face. what soul taken,
  We to give to bleed.
Grant Friend Thy unshaken
  Upon thanks glory unfeigned,
  O sustained
  When to in lean faithfulness,
Until, Thee for us face Thou see us Thee didst Thy