A SONG AND A POEM

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

by Bernard of Clairvaux and adapted by Paul Gerhardt.

“O sacred Head, now wounded
With grief and shame weighed down;
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown.
How pale Thou art with anguish,
With sore abuse and scorn;
How does that visage lanquish,
Which once was bright as morn!

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;
Assist me with Thy grace.

What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity withot end?
O make me Thine forever;
And, should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.”


I hope you'll enjoy the You Tube Video. O Sacred Head Now Wounded as sung by Amy Grant:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TqsmTIuLmlA&feature=fvsr


Jean's Easter Poem

THE CROSS THE CROSS

The Cross the Cross what will it be

Only a necklace that you where?

Will your faith be what others see

And do they know you care?

Can you remember what Christ said

As He hung on the Cross?

Have you known that your life’s been lead,

Or have your faith you lost?

Once you have seen God’s love renewed

It’s hoped that you can know

Christ rose up from the grave so you’d

His grace begin to show.

As Easter comes our way again

May you decide to change

To become Christ’s woman or man

And habits rearrange.

The Holy Spirit of Christ now

Can help you pass each test.

This Easter humbly bow

And in Him come to rest.

May Jesus see the life you live

Is one you find does pay.

He’ll know that from all you will give

A “Job well done” He’ll say.

“He who gets wisdom loves his own soul;

He who keeps understanding will find good.”

(Prov. 19:8)

Father, my desire is to please You. Help me seek Your counsel. Amen

Written by Jean Oathout 3/15/12

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