1 My song is love unknown,
my Savior’s love to me,
love to the loveless shown that they might lovely be.
Oh, who am I, that for my sake
my Lord should take frail flesh, and die?
2 He came from his blest throne
salvation to bestow,
but people scorned, and none the longed-for Christ would know.
But O my Friend, my Friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend.
3 Sometimes they strew his way,
and his strong praises sing,
resounding all the day hosannas to their King.
Then 'Crucify!' is all their breath,
and for his death they thirst and cry.
4 Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run, he gave the blind their sight.
Sweet injuries! Yet they at these
themselves displease, and 'gainst him rise.
5 They rise, and needs will have
my dear Lord made away;
a murderer they save, the Prince of Life they slay.
Yet cheerful he to suffering goes,
that he his foes from thence might free.
6 In life, no house, no home
my Lord on earth might have;
in death, no friendly tomb but what a stranger gave.
What may I say? Heaven was his home:
but mine the tomb wherein he lay.
7 Here might I stay and sing,
no story so divine;
never was love, dear King, never was grief like thine!
This is my Friend, in whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend.
|First Line:||My song is love unknown|
|Author:||Samuel Crossman (c. 1624-1683)|
|Meter:||66 12 88|
|Scripture:||Isaiah 53:12; John 1:10-11; John 1:14; John 13:1; John 19:6-7; Lamentations 1:12; Luke 9:58; Luke 19:28-38; Luke 23:20-23; Mark 11:1-11; Mark 15:13-15; Matthew 8:20; Matthew 11:5; Matthew 15:30-31; Matthew 21:1-9; Matthew 27:20-36; Matthew 27:59-60|
|Topic:||Life in Christ: Christ Incarnate - Passion and Death; Christian Year: Holy Week|
|Composer:||John Nicholson Ireland (1879-1962)|
|Meter:||66 12 88|
|Copyright:||© The John Ireland Trust|