Recommended verses: 1, 2, 6, 7

[Verse 1]

My song is love unknown

my Saviours 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?

[Verse 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

[Verse 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.

[Verse 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.

Sweet injuries Yet they at these

themselves displease,

and 'gainst Him rise.

[Verse 5]

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 suff'ring goes,

that He His foes from thence might free.

[Verse 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.

[Verse 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.