The Love of God

The love of God is greater far
Than tongue or pen can ever tell.
It goes beyond the highest star
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair, bowed down with care
God gave His Son to win.
His erring child, He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin.

Oh love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless and strong.
It shall forevermore endure-
The saints' and angels' song.


When years of time shall pass away,
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men who hear refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call.
God's love so sure, shall still endure
The saints' and angels' song.


Oh love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless and strong.
It shall forevermore endure-
The saints' and angels' song.


Could we with ink the oceans fill,
And were the skies of parchment made,
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade,
To write the love of God above,
Would drain the ocean dry.
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky.


Oh love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless and strong.
It shall forevermore endure-
The saints' and angels' song.