聖詩:我心有一愛歌 (My Song is Love Unknown)
作者:撒母耳克羅斯曼 (Samuel Crossman, 1623-1683)
作者:撒母耳克羅斯曼 (Samuel Crossman, 1623-1683)
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歌譜 (Sheet Music of Hymn)
1. 我心有一愛歌,
救主耶穌愛我。
祂愛廣大無邊,
恩及失愛罪人。
我怎堪配浩瀚主恩,
為我捨生下降凡塵。
歌譜 (Sheet Music of Hymn)
1. 我心有一愛歌,
救主耶穌愛我。
祂愛廣大無邊,
恩及失愛罪人。
我怎堪配浩瀚主恩,
為我捨生下降凡塵。
2. 撇棄寶座榮華,
救恩白白賜下。
世人竟然不知,
使人無限驚異。
但我恩友為我代死,
祂愛偉大何竟至此。
救恩白白賜下。
世人竟然不知,
使人無限驚異。
但我恩友為我代死,
祂愛偉大何竟至此。
3. 我主所犯何事,
承擔忿怒藐視?
祂使瘸腿康健,
瞎者光明重見。
鱗傷遍體斑痕片片,
群情汹湧羞辱連連。
承擔忿怒藐視?
祂使瘸腿康健,
瞎者光明重見。
鱗傷遍體斑痕片片,
群情汹湧羞辱連連。
4. 群眾起哄喧嘩,
誓將主釘十架。
死囚竟然釋放,
生命之君被掛。
我親愛主從容捨己,
為拯敵讎慷慨赴死。
誓將主釘十架。
死囚竟然釋放,
生命之君被掛。
我親愛主從容捨己,
為拯敵讎慷慨赴死。
5. 讓我歌這故事,
聖潔無可比擬。
世間無愛堪比,
更無憂傷像你。
親愛恩友摯愛良朋,
願傾此生歌頌讚美。
聖潔無可比擬。
世間無愛堪比,
更無憂傷像你。
親愛恩友摯愛良朋,
願傾此生歌頌讚美。
Hymn: My Song is Love Unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman (1623-1683)
Author: Samuel Crossman (1623-1683)
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?
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 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;
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.
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 hath 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;
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 thence might free.
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 thence 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 my I say? Heav‵n was his home;
But mine the tomb wherein he lay.
My Lord on earth might have;
In death, no friendly tomb
But what a stranger gave.
What my 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!
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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