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
Refrain:
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure
The saints' and angles' song
Could we with ink the ocean 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
I will not be defeated.
Keep my eyes focused on the right thing.
Be self-controlled and alert because the time is near.
Be strong!
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