My Song Is Love Unknown - Live

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