RCCG HYMN
125
O Head Once Fill'd with Bruises
"And they smote him on the head with a reed, and did spit upon him." - Mark. 15:19
THE LORD JESUS CHRIST•
3 VERSES
VERSE 1
O head once fill'd with bruises,
Oppress'd with pain and scorn:
O'erwhelm'd with sore abuses,
Mock'd with a crown of thorn!
O head to death once wounded,
In shame upon the tree,
In glory now surrounded,
With brightest Majesty!
VERSE 2
Thou, Lord, of all transcendent;
Thou life-creating Sun
To worlds on Thee dependent
Yet bruised and spit upon!
O Lord! what Thee tormented
Was our sin's heavy load;
We had the debt augmented
Which Thou didst pay in blood.
VERSE 3
We give Thee thanks unfeigned,
Lord Jesus, Friend in need,
For what Thy Soul sustained,
When Thou for us didst bleed;
Grant us to lean unshaken
Upon Thy faithfulness,
Until to glory taken,
We see Thee face to face.