Palm Sunday bonus hymn: My song is love unknown

Here’s our second hymn for Palm Sunday, something a bit more somber than the joy of the triumphal entry.

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 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.

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 away;
A murderer they saved,
The Prince of life they slay,
Yet cheerful He to suffering 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? Heav’n was His home;
But mine the tomb wherein 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.

Words: Samuel Crossman, The Young Man’s Meditation, 1664.

Here’s are two very different but outstanding recordings of this hymn (one and two).

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2 Responses

  1. Mary W. Cox says:

    This was our closing hymn this morning. Before the service one of our newer choir members asked,
    “All SEVEN stanzas?” The organist/choir director and my husband and I thundered, “YES!!!”

    Beautiful, powerful words to sing at the beginning of Holy Week.

  2. Malcolm says:

    One of my Passiontide favourites. We sang it as the gradual today. Usually we “interrupt” the gradual with a verse or two left, which we then sing after the gospel. Today, we sang the gradual as a piece.

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