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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?
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 made strange, and none
The longed-for Christ would know:
But oh, my Friend,
My Friend indeed,
Who at my need
His life did spend.
Salvation to bestow;
But men made strange, 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 day
Hosannas to their King:
Then “Crucify!”
Is all their breath,
And for His death
They thirst and cry.
And His sweet 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
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.
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.
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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.
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.
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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.
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.
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Samuel Crossman, 1624-1683 O sweet Lord Jesus, love of mine. Thank You that You chose to suffer and die for me. For my sins. Then in triumph over sin and death rise again, alive, for me, for us all. I love You Lord Jesus with all my heart, all my soul, all my strength.
Lagos, Nigeria
Well loved hymn, so truly conveys the suffering of my Saviour for me and for all mankind. Never missed to use it for Palm Sunday and Good Friday Services for long time now in my ministry. The Lord be eternally praised.
London
Poignant, sad, beautiful and so, so true. He is my best friend and I love Him very much and so grateful for His love for me.
Fulton, MO, United States
I heard the lovely Lesley Garrett sing this on a BBC "Songs of Praise" broadcast a few years ago. Beautiful! I love the words and the Savior who inspired them.
Australia
One of my favourites since I first found it in "Hymns of Faith" Scripture Union, UK. If you like this one, look for "Thou wast rich beyond all splendour" (in same book). Words beautiful and full of meaning; don't be put off by old language forms in first line. Music fits, with a more complex harmony. 9 8. 9 8. 9 8
Altamont, Tennessee, United States
Love this song.
Dallas, Texas, United States
I literally melted in appreciation for the Lord who came from His blessed throne to give me salvation and bore the punishment I should have had, setting me free. This hymn was inspired for my remembrance of the many benefits the Lord bestowed on me.
Lagos, Nigeria
Amazing grace, amazing God. Thank You for Your great love. I just love this song; a full representation of my gratitude to my King.
Cheney, WA, United States
"My song is love unknown,
My Savior’s love to me;
Love to the loveless shown,
That they might lovely be." The most mysterious, rich, sweet and tender experience He has given us, that He is making us Him in life and nature - that they might lovely be.
Brisbane
This is my friend, in whose sweet praise I all my days could gladly spend. Wonderful God.