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 'Til 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