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Текст песни Amy Grant - O Sacred Head

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O sacred Head now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down.Now scornfully surrounded, with thorns Thine only crown. How art Thou pale with anguish, with sore abuse and scorn How dost that visage languish which once was bright as morn. What language shall I borrow to thank Thee dearest friend For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end? Or, make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be Lord let me never, never outlive my love to Thee.

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