一 哦，滿了傷痕的頭，滿了痛苦誶詬，
受盡萬般的試煉，又戴荊棘冠冕；
這頭今日已得榮，已得聖徒歌詠，
可憐當日受死傷，在加略木頭上。
二 祢的面容原超凡，如同光明太陽；
父神一見就悅納，竟受罪人唾打。
主，祢所受的一切，都為我們罪孽；
我們債務得清付，祢卻被人剪除。
三 我們想到祢痛苦，又想到祢無辜；
我們又滿心歡喜，又是感激無既！
阿，當我們正如此念祢十字架時，
就是生命全捨棄，損失還算利益。
四 我們救主- 危難友，我們報恩無由！
當祢流血為我死，祢的痛苦誰知？
求祢使我從今後，天天記念髑髏，
直到被提進榮耀，永遠與祢相交。
1. O Head once full of bruises,
So full of pain and scorn,
Mid other sore abuses,
Mocked with a crown of thorn:
O Head, e'en now surrounded
With brightest majesty,
In death once bowed and wounded
On the accursed tree.
2. Thou Countenance transcendent!
Thou life-creating Sun!
To worlds on Thee dependent -
Yet bruised and spit upon;
O Lord, what Thee tormented
Was our sins' heavy load,
We had the debt augmented
Which Thou didst pay in blood.
3. When we think of Thy suffering -
How Thou didst give Thy life,
Our hearts o'erflow with gladness,
With praise and thankfulness.
When o'er Thy death we ponder -
Upon the cruel tree;
Our lives we'd gladly give Thee,
And count the loss as gain.
4. We give Thee thanks unfeigned,
O Saviour, 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.