My Song is Love Unknown
Verse 1My song is love unknown,My Savior’s love to me;Love to the loveless shown,That they might lovely be.O who am I, that for my sakeMy Lord should take, frail flesh and die?
Verse 2He came from His blest throneSalvation to bestow;But men made strange, and noneThe longed for Christ would know:But O! my Friend, my Friend indeed,Who at my need His life did spend.
Verse 3Sometimes they strew His way,And His sweet praises sing;Resounding all the dayHosannas to their King:Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,And for His death they thirst and cry.
Verse 4Why, 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 theseThemselves displease, and ’gainst Him rise.
Verse 5They rise and needs will haveMy dear Lord made away;A murderer they saved,The Prince of life they slay,Yet cheerful He to suffering goes,That He His foes from thence might free.
Verse 6In life, no house, no homeMy Lord on earth might have;In death no friendly tombBut what a stranger gave.What may I say? Heav’n was His home;But mine the tomb wherein He lay.
Verse 7Here 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 praiseI all my days could gladly spend.