With Holy week just around the corner I thought I'd post my favorite Lenten hymn. It makes me almost cry every time we sing it in church. It truly sums up the meaning of Easter for me and hopefully it will for you too. Blessed Holy week to you all.
My song is love unknown,
My Savior’s love to me
Love to the loveless shown
That they might lovely be.
Oh, who am I
That for my sake
My Lord should take
Frail flesh and die?
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!
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.
Why, 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 these
Themselves displease
And ‘gainst him rise.
They rise and needs will have
My dear Lord made away;
A murderer they save,
A murderer they save,
The prince of life they slay.
Yet cheerful he
To suff’ring goes
That he his foes
From thence might free.
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
Where in he lay.
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!
My Song Is Love Unknown
Text: Samuel Crossman, c. 1624-83
©Tune: John Ireland, 1879-1962
Lutheran Worship ©1982
2 comments:
I LOVE this hymn too. No Easter is complete without it.
This is one of my favorites, too. We sang it at Communion today, and I sang the entire way to the altar.
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