Man of Sorrows

I want to know the Man of Sorrows

Know Him in His suffering

To love Him more than any other

That He might rest with me

Keep me close to the Man of Sorrows

Take all that hinders me

All that keeps me from His Presence

Till He is everything

Jesus, Man of Sorrows

Break my heart for what breaks Yours

Teach me the language of Your longing

That I might bless You, Lord

Help me love this Man of Sorrows

The way that He first loved me

In yielding to His Heavenly Father

A fragrant offering

And let me comfort this Man of Sorrows

Let me sing to ease His pain

And let me bind His wounds with garments

Of worship and of praise

Jesus, Man of Sorrows

Break my heart for what breaks Yours

Teach me the language of Your longing

That I might bless You, Lord

Though high and exalted

Your heart is still broken

For the ones You died to save

No, You have no weakness

You are still wounded

May I be a balm for Your pain

Let my love be a balm for Your pain

Jesus, Man of Sorrows

Break my heart for what breaks Yours

Teach me the language of Your longing

That I might bless You, Lord

That I might bless You, Lord