96--My song is love unknown,

My song is love unknown,

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	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?
	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.
	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.
	4.	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.
	5.	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.
	6.	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.