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? ♪ 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 ♪ 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 ♪ 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 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 ♪ 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 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