Original lyrics
ENO sacred head, surrounded
By crown of piercing thorn
O bleeding head, so wounded
Reviled and put to scorn
Our sins have marred the glory
Of thy most holy face
Yet angel hosts adore thee
And tremble as they gaze
The Lord of every nation
Was hung upon a tree
His death was our salvation
Our sins, his agony
O Jesus, by thy passion
Thy life in us increase
Thy death for us did fashion
Our pardon and our peace
