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?
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.
5
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.
6
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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Liverpool
Amazing, emotional and highly reflective hymn meant to focus our minds on the last few days of the Lord on earth that led up to His crucifixion.
Someone has asked if anyone remembers the lyrics of one of the verses that has not been included here. Here it goes..
"Why what hath my Lord done
What makes this rage and spite
He made the lame to walk
He gave the blind their sight
Sweet injuries
Yet they at these
Themselves displease
And 'gainst him rise."
Cape Towm, Western Province, South Africa
I have always loved this hymn since we sang it as children and been deeply moved by it as I am today 65 years later. I do wish someone would add a verse about the Resurrection too. The Cross without the Resurrection is meaningless.
Thee's another verse; can anyone help me remember it? It goes something like:
"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 they at these
themselves displeasea
and .......
Independence Layout, Enugu, Nigeria
God's unequalled love for humanity simply expressed in a song.
Lord Jesus Christ I will Console You all the days of my life.
Liverpool, United Kingdom
I'm not a particularly religious person, I find it hard to rationalize when mankind can be so brutally cruel to each other. I used to tell my son had a favourite song at school but try as I might I just couldn't grasp it.
I won't say where I was sitting, humming something tuneless when Pow it hit. me I sang my heart out, all the words just flowed then so did the tears.
It's timeless, as relevant today as when composed.
Monrovia, Monttserado, Liberia
For some reason, this song came into my heart and has refused to go away for the past two weeks. Sung in secondary school in the early 70s, now om suprised I still remember it's first and second stanzas. It ministers in a very gentle way depicting what Our Lord and Saviour could have been thinking as he went cheerfuly to His suffering for us. My Lord and My God!
Abergele, United Kingdom
I first heard this song at school in 1968 when we sang from the book '100 hymns for schools'. It touched my heart then which was 2 years before I became a Christian and it still does now at age 72. Amazing Grace!
Surbiton, Surrey, United Kingdom
I woke this morning 🌄 with this hymn on my heart ❤
He is indeed my friend
Ballinakill, Waterford, Ireland
There is a sense in which the words are God-breathed. We can see and understand what the author is talking about only through the ministry in our souls of the Holy Spirit. Not only is our saviour brave and heroic, 'full of grace and truth', but God is kind enough to enable understanding through his Spirit...
Is there no end to the love of God? Banzai! God.