The Hymn this week is called Love Unknown. It was written by Samuel Crossman in 1664.  Here are the lyrics:
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?
He came from His blest throne
  Salvation to bestow;
  But men made strange, and none
  The longed for Christ would know:
  But O! my friend, my friend indeed,
  Who at my need His life did spend.
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.
They rise and needs will have
  My dear Lord made away;
  A murderer they saved,
  The Prince of Life they slay,
  Yet cheerful He to suffering goes,
  That He His foes from thence might free.
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.
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