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My Song Is Love Unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman Hymnal: Moravian Book of Worship #482 (1995) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown, my Savior's love for 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 heaven’s 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 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: Son and Redeemer; Christ; Christ--Love of; Christian year--Holy Week; Christian year--Lent; Love for Christ; Salvation Scripture: Matthew 27:32-56 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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My Song Is Love Unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman, c. 1624-1683 Hymnal: Worship (4th ed.) #490 (2011) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 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 him; 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 has 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 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: Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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My Song Is Love Unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman, c. 1625-1683 Hymnal: RitualSong #572 (1996) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 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 they breathe, And for his death They thirst and cry. 4 Why, what has 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 cheerful 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: Good Friday; Jesus Christ; Lent; Love of God for Us; Salvation; Song Scripture: Acts 3:14-15 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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My Song Is Love Unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman, c. 1625-1683 Hymnal: RitualSong (2nd ed.) #599 (2016) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 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 him; 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 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: Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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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 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 Scripture: Matthew 26 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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My Song is Love Unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman, 1624-83 Hymnal: Worship Supplement #725 (1969) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 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 The 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 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 has 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 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: The Christian Year Lent / Holy Week Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN

My song is love unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman (ca. 1624-1683) Hymnal: More Hymns and Spiritual Songs #27 (1971) Topics: General Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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My song is love unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman (c. 1624-1683) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #147 (2013) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 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 men 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: Church year Passiontide; Church Year Palm Sunday; Church Year Good Friday; God Love of; Jesus Life and Ministry; Music and Song; Palm Sunday Year A; Palm Sunday Year B; Passiontide; Palm Sunday Scripture: Matthew 15:30-31 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN

My song is love unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman, c.1624-1683 Hymnal: The Book of Praise #171 (1972) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Topics: Christ, the Lord Jesus Love and Grace of; Christ, the Lord Jesus Rejected; God: His Being, Word and Works God the Son: His Suffering and Death Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN

My song is love unknown

Author: Samuel Crossman Hymnal: The Mennonite Hymnal #172 (1969) Topics: Jesus Christ Passion Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN

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