My Song Is Love Unknown

It will soon be Good Friday, a time to read Scripture, poetry, hymns, and events from church history that probe into the wonder of Jesus’ cross. One of my favorite poems is one that we’re planning to sing on Friday evening at New Covenant Church, My Song is Love Unknown. Let the lyrics sink into your soul and remind you of the inexplicable love that defines this week.

  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?
  1. 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.
  1. 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.
  1. 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.
  1. 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.
  1. 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 by Samuel Crossman, 1624-1683)

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  • Very nice. I find that when I need to clear my mind exercise helps. Not just going to a gym, though. I need to get outdoors and move around. That’s why I bought a Wave ebike from I can get plenty of exercise using the bike in pedal mode, and then when I’m done physically, I turn on the electric motor and away I go at 25 mph down the road, with the wind in my hair. Not a care in the world!

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