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Hymns and Tunes 1886 330

Memorial

Words: UnknownTune: 7s & 6s. D.

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1O sacred Head, once wounded, With grief and shame weighed down; Once scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown;

2What 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 Saviour!
'Tis I deserve thy place;
Look on me with thy favour, Vouchsafe to me thy grace.

3What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend,
For this, thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?
O, make me thine forever; Nor let me faithless prove;
O, let me never, never Abuse such dying love!

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The verse

Meter
26
Foot
iambic (da-DUM) · 37% of beats fit
Rhyme
A
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/ stressed · ˘ unstressed · ? not in the dictionary

Verse 1

O sacred Head, once wounded, With grief and shame weighed down; Once scornfully surrounded With thorns, thine only crown;˘/˘///˘˘/˘/////˘˘˘/˘˘///˘/26A

Verse 2

What thou, my Lord, hast suffered, Was all for sinners' gain:˘/˘///˘˘/˘/˘/13A
Mine, mine was the transgression, But thine the deadly pain.//˘˘˘/˘˘/˘/˘/13A
Lo, here I fall, my Saviour!//˘/˘/˘˘8B
'Tis I deserve thy place;/˘˘///6C
Look on me with thy favour, Vouchsafe to me thy grace./˘˘˘//˘??˘˘//13C

Verse 3

What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest Friend,˘/˘˘˘//˘///˘/13A
For this, thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?˘˘//˘/˘//˘˘//13A
O, make me thine forever; Nor let me faithless prove;˘/˘/˘/˘˘/˘??/13B
O, let me never, never Abuse such dying love!˘/˘/˘/˘˘///˘/13C

Counted by machine from the CMU Pronouncing Dictionary. It cannot hear emphasis or a poet’s licence, so treat it as a place to start reading, not the last word.