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 the Man of Sorrows
Let me sing to ease His pain
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
