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#94 from Lutheran Book of Worship
My song is love unknown
Tune
Rhosymedre
Metric Index
6666 888
Key & Modality
F Major
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March 15th, 2020 at St. John's Lutheran, Richlandtown, PA for the Communion Hymn
Poem Words (seven verses)
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?
My Lord should take frail flesh and die?
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?
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;
Who at my need his life did spend!
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;
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.
And for his death they thirst and cry.
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.
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;
Themselves displease, and 'gainst him rise.
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;
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.
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 my I say? Heav'n was his home;
But mine the tomb wherein he lay.
My Lord on earth might have;
In death, no friendly tomb
But what a stranger gave.
What my 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!
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!
Various Recordings
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Rhosymedre/My Song Is Love Unknown
Zack von Menchhofen, Organist
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Hymn References
Author
Samuel Crossman c. 1624-1683
Composer
John D. Edwards 1806-1885
Publication Date
1978
Topic
Lent; Lent 5; Atonement
Other Hymns By Tune (in Zack's Database)
#640 in Evangelical Lutheran Worship / Our Father, by whose name (F Major ) [click to view]#587 in The Hymnal 1982 (Episcopal) / Our Father, by whose Name (F Major ) [click to view]
#357 in Lutheran Book of Worship / Our Father, by whose name (F Major ) [click to view]
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