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?
2 He came from his blest throne salvation to bestow, but such disdain! So few the longed-for Christ would know! But oh, my friend, my friend indeed, who at my need his life did spend!
3 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.
4 Why? What has 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.
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 death 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 may 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!
1 O for a heart to praise my God, a heart from sin set free; a heart that's sprinkled with the blood so freely shed for me: 2 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, my great Redeemer's throne; where only Christ is heard to speak, where Jesus reigns alone: 3 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, believing, true, and clean, which neither life nor death can part from him that dwells within: 4 A heart in every thought renewed, and full of love divine; perfect and right and pure and good — a copy, Lord, of thine. 5 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, come quickly from above; write thy new name upon my heart, thy new best name of Love.
I've always liked "What Wondrous Love is This". "What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss to bear the dreadful curse for my soul". "When I was sinking down beneath God's righteous frown, Christ laid aside His crown for my soul". We do well to ponder on the great love of God, in that while we were still sinners He sent His only Son to die for us.