F      Csus2    F        Bb/F     C7/F    F
My song is love unknown, my Savior's love to me
     F      Csus2     F           Bb/F       C7/F   F
Love to the loveless shown, that they might lovely be
    F2            Bb  F  Csus2  C
Oh, who am I that for my sake,
    Bb     C/Bb    C   
Oh, who am I that for my sake,
   F                 Bb    F    C7  F
My Lord should take frail flesh and die?

    F        Csus2     F        Bb/F   C7/F    F
He came from heaven's throne salvation to bestow
     F     Csus2      F        Bb/F       C7/F         F
But they refused and none the longed-for Christ would know
     F2    Bb         F      Csus2  C
This is my friend, my friend indeed,
     Bb    C/Bb       C   
This is my friend, my friend indeed,
    F      Bb       F    C7  F
Who at my need, His life did spend.

     F         Csus2      F       Bb/F      C7/F    F
Sometimes they crowd His way and His sweet praises sing
   F      Csus2     F       Bb/F  C7/F     F
Resounding all the day, hosannas to their King
       F2           Bb   F    Csus2  C
Then, "Crucify!" is all their breath,
       Bb           C/Bb      C   
Then, "Crucify!" is all their breath,
    F                  Bb     C7   F
And for His death they thirst and cry.

     F       Csus2     F       Bb/F       C7/F     F
Why, what has my Lord done to cause this rage and spite
    F       Csus2     F       Bb/F     C7/F         F
He made the lame to run, and gave the blind their sight
     F2            Bb     F  Csus2  C
What injuries, yet these are why,
     Bb   C/Bb     C   
What injuries, yet these are why,
    F              Bb  F  C7   F
The Lord Most High so cruelly dies.

     F     Csus2       F       Bb/F      C7/F   F
With angry shouts they have my dear Lord done away
   F       Csus2  F        Bb/F      C7/F       F
A murderer they save, the Prince of Life they slay
    F2            Bb    F   Csus2  C
Yet willingly, He bears the shame,
    Bb     C/Bb    C   
Yet willingly, He bears the shame,
     F                Bb  F     C7  F
That through His name all might be free.


     F       Csus2     F      Bb/F   C7/F   F
Here might I stay and sing of Him my soul adores
   F      Csus2       F       Bb/F    C7/F       F
Never was love, dear King, never was grief like Yours
     F2              Bb    F     Csus2   C
This is my friend in whose sweet praise,
     Bb    C/Bb      C   
This is my friend in whose sweet praise,
   F           Bb    F  C7  F
I, all my days would gladly spend.