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 wand'ring child is reconciled

By God's beloved Son.

The aching soul again made whole,

And priceless pardon won

O 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 ocean fill

And were the skies of parchment m,ade

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

O love of God, how rich and pure

How measureless and strong

It shall forevermore endure

The saints’ and angels’ song

O love of God, how rich and pure

How measureless and strong

It shall forevermore endure

The saints’ and angels’ song