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My Song Is Love Unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman Hymnal: Voices Together #320 (2020) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.8 Scripture: Mark 15:6-47 Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown,
my Savior’s love for me:
love to the loveless shown
that they might lovely be.
But who am I,
that for my sake
my Lord should take frail flesh and die?
2 He came from heaven’s throne
salvation to bestow.
But they refused, and none
the longed-for Christ would know.
This is my friend,
my friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend.
3 Sometimes they crowd 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.
4 With angry shouts they have
my savior done away.
A murderer they save,
the Source of Life they slay!
Yet willingly
he bears the shame
that through his name all might be free.
5 In life, no house, no home
the Christ 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 sing belief
in one my soul adores:
never was pain nor grief,
never was love like yours.
This is my friend
in whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend. Topics: Housing; Incarnation; Jesus Christ Life of; Jesus Christ Love of; Journey to the Cross; Lent Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My Song Is Love Unknown
My song is love unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman, 1624-84 Hymnal: Together in Song #341 (1999) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Scripture: Mark 15:12-24 Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown,
my Saviour’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 all made strange, and none
the longed-for Christ would know.
But O 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.
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.
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 suffering goes,
that he his foes
from thence might free.
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?
Heaven was his home:
but mine the tomb
wherein he lay.
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.
Topics: Good Friday; Holy Week; Jesus Christ Passion and Cross; Passion Sunday Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My song is love unknown
My Song Is Love Unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman, ca. 1624-1683 Hymnal: Journeysongs (3rd ed.) #390 (2012) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Scripture: Mark 15:13-14 Lyrics: 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?
2 He came from his blest throne
Salvation to bestow,
But all made strange, and none
The longed-for Christ would know.
But O 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.
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.
5 They rise and needs will have
My dear Lord made a way;
A murderer they save,
The Prince of Life they slay.
Yet steadfast he
To suff'ring goes,
That he his foes
From thence might free.
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.
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.
Topics: Cross; Devotions Stations of the Cross; Paschal Mystery; The Liturgical Year Friday of the Passion of the Lord (Good Friday); The Liturgical Year Palm Sunday of the Passion of the Lord; The Liturgical Year The Exaltation of the Holy Cross (September 14) Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My Song Is Love Unknown
My song is love unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman (c. 1624-1683) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #399 (2005) Meter: 6.6.12.8.8 Scripture: Mark 15:13-15 Lyrics: 1 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?
2 He came from his blest throne,
salvation to bestow:
but people scorned, and none the longed-for Christ would know.
But O my Friend, my Friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend!
3 Sometimes they strew his way,
and his strong 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 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.
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 suffering goes,
that he his foes from thence might free.
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? Heaven was his home:
but mine the tomb wherein he lay.
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. Topics: Life in Christ Christ Incarnate - Passion and Death; Christian Year Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My song is love unknown
My song is love unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman (c. 1624-1683) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #399 (2008) Meter: 6.6.12.8.8 Scripture: Mark 15:13-15 Lyrics: 1 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?
2 He came from his blest throne
salvation to bestow,
but people scorned, and none the longed-for Christ would know.
But O my Friend, my Friend indeed,
who at my need his life did spend.
3 Sometimes they strew his way,
and his strong 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 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.
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 suffering goes,
that he his foes from thence might free.
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? Heaven was his home:
but mine the tomb wherein he lay.
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. Topics: Life in Christ Christ Incarnate - Passion and Death; Christian Year Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My song is love unknown
My song is love unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman, c. 1624-1684 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #463 (2000) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Scripture: Mark 15:13 Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown,
my Saviour’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 man refused, and none
the longed-for Christ would know.
But O, 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.
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 'against him rise.
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 suffering got,
and he his foes from thence might free.
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. Topics: Passiontide; Year A Dedication Festival; Year A Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Year B Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Palms; Year B Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Year B Second Sunday Before Lent; Year C Palm Sunday: Liturgy of the Passion; Years A, B, and C Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My song is love unknown
My Song Is Love Unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman, c. 1624-1683 Hymnal: With One Voice #661 (1995) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Scripture: Mark 15 Lyrics: 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?
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!
3 Sometimes they strew His way,
And His sweet praises sing;
Resounding all the way
Hosannas to their King:
Then “Crucify!” is all their breath,
And for His death they thirst and cry.
4 Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He mad the lame to run,
He gave the blind their sight.
Sweet injuries! is all their breath,
Themselves displease and 'gainst him rise.
5 They rise, and needs will have
My dear Lord made away;
A murderer they saved,
The Prince of life they slay,
Yet cheerful He to suff'ring goes,
That He His foes from thence might free.
Topics: Sunday of the Passion; Lent Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My Song Is Love Unknown
O sacred head, surrounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; H. W. Baker, 1821-1877 Hymnal: Common Praise #120 (2000) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Scripture: Mark 15:15-37 Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, surrounded
by crown of piercing thorn!
O bleeding head, so wounded,
so shamed and put to scorn!
Death's pallid hue comes o'er thee,
the glow of life decays;
yet angel-hosts adore thee,
and tremble as they gaze.
2 Thy comeliness and vigour
is withered up and gone,
and in thy wasted figure
I see death drawing on.
O agony and dying!
O love to sinners free!
Jesu, all grace supplying,
turn thou thy face on me.
3 In this thy bitter passion,
good Shepherd, think of me
with thy most sweet compassion,
unworthy though I be:
beneath thy cross abiding
for ever would I rest,
in thy dear love confiding,
and with thy presence blest. Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O sacred head, surrounded
O Sacred Head, Surrounded
Author: Henry Williams Baker (1821-1877); Arnulf of Louvain (1200?-1250?); Paul Gerhardt (1607-1676); James Waddell Alexander (1804-1853) Hymnal: Common Praise (1998) #198 (1998) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Scripture: Mark 14, 15 Lyrics: 1 O sacred head surrounded
by crown of piercing thorn;
O royal head so wounded,
reviled, and put to scorn:
death's shadows rise before you,
the glow of life decays,
yet angel hosts adore you
and tremble as they gaze!
2 Your youthfulness and vigour
are spent, your strength is gone,
and in your tortured figure
I see death drawing on:
what agony of dying,
what love, to sinners free!
My Lord, all grace supplying,
O turn your face on me!
3 Your sinless soul's oppression
was all for sinners' gain;
mine, mine was the transgression,
but yours the deadly pain:
I bow my head, my Saviour,
for I deserve your place;
O grant to me your favour,
and heal me by your grace.
4 What language shall I borrow
to thank you, dearest Friend,
for this your dying sorrow,
your mercy without end?
Lord, make me yours for ever:
your servant let me be;
and may I never, never
betray your love for me. Topics: Holy Week (Good Friday) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Surrounded
O Sacred Head, Surrounded
Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Henry W. Baker, 1821-1877; James W. Alexander, 1804-1859; Henry W. Baker; Owen Alstott, b. 1947 Hymnal: Glory and Praise (3rd. ed.) #297 (2015) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Scripture: Mark 15:17-18 Topics: Cross; Paschal Mystery; Suffering of Christ; Devotions The Way of the Cross; The Liturgical Year Palm Sunday of teh Passion of the Lord; The Liturgical Year Friday of the Passion of the Lord (Good Friday); The Liturgical Year The Exaltation of the Holy Cross (September 14) Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O Sacred Head, Surrounded
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