O sacred head, sore wounded

April 5, 2022

Dear friends,

O sacred head, sore wounded, Defiled and put to scorn; O kingly head, surrounded With mocking crown of thorn: What sorrow mars thy grandeur? Can death thy bloom deflower? O countenance whose splendour The hosts of heaven adore.

In thy most bitter passion My heart to share doth cry, With thee for my salvation Upon the Cross to die. Ah, keep my heart thus movèd To stand thy Cross beneath, To mourn thee, well-belovèd, Yet thank thee for thy death.

My days are few, O fail not, With thine immortal power, To hold me that I quail not In death’s most fearful hour: That I may fight befriended, And see in my last strife To me thine arms extended Upon the Cross of life.

God bless and keep you,

Pr. Buchs

COMING EVENTS: Elder’s & Council – Thursday, April 7 @ 6 & 7pm Family Night – Thursday, April 14 @ 5:30pm Maundy Thursday – Thursday, April 14 @ 7pm Good Friday – Friday, April 15 @ 7pm Easter Sunday – Sunday, April 17 @ 9am