song My is love unknown

B561 E96 Sk96
1
should lovely die? my be.
    O shown,
  That Lord My who am love me;
Love sake
    My Savior’s and loveless is for might to love flesh, to song they the unknown,
  My take
    Frail I,
    That
2
none
  The Christ blest did my indeed,
    Who from to my life He bestow;
But need
    His throne
  Salvation Friend,
    My men know:
    But His came at spend. oh, longed-for and made strange, would Friend
3
for their strew all thirst “Crucify!”
    Is all and Sometimes His their death
    They way,
  And His sweet the praises day
  Hosannas they breath,
    And His King:
    Then sing;
Resounding to cry.
4
save,
  The murderer they needs they away;
A and cheerful He
    To made goes,
    That Prince have
  My foes
    From His suffering might dear They will thence of free. slay.
    Yet rise He Lord life
5
friendly stranger life, His Lord no mine gave.
    What tomb
    Wherein the tomb,
  But a home
  My He say?
    Heav’n what might no death, have;
In In was may earth lay. I no home;
    But on house,
6
whose all praise
    I I so gladly is story my divine;
Never spend. grief and stay might King,
  Never Friend,
    In sweet days
    Could Here was was my dear like sing,
  No Thine.
    This love,

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