1 My 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 sake
my Lord should take frail flesh and die?
2 He came from his blest throne
salvation to bestow;
but men cared not, and none
the longed-for Christ would know.
But oh, my Friend, my Friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend!
3 Sometimes they strew his way,
and his sweet praises sing;
resounding all the way
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.
Yet all his deed their hatred feeds;
they '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 willing he to suff'ring 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? Heav'n 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|
|Title:||My Song Is Love Unknown|
|Author:||Samuel Crossman, ca. 1624-1683|
|Topic:||Jesus Christ: His Love and Grace; Christ: Rejected; Christ: Triumphal Entry of|
|Name:||ST. JOHN (CALKIN)|
|Composer:||John Baptiste Calkin|