1. "The love of God is greater fa-r
Than tongue or pen can ever tell;
It goes beyond the highest st-ar,
And reaches to the lowest hell.
The guilty pair, bowed down with ca-re,
God gave His S-on to win;
His erring child He reconci-led,
And pardoned fr-om his sin.
Chorus:
O love of God, how rich and pu-re!
How measurel-ess and strong!
It shall fore-ver more endu-re
The saints' and an-gels' song.
2. When years of time shall pass away
And earthly thrones and kingdoms fall,
When men, who here refuse to pray,
On rocks and hills and mountains call,
God's love so sure, shall still endure,
All measureless and strong;
Redeeming grace to Adam's race
The saints' and an-gels' song.
3. Could we with ink the ocean fi-ll;
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a qu-ill;
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God a-bove
Would drain the o-cean dry
Nor could the scroll contain the wh-ole
Though stretched from sky to sky.
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall for evermore endure
The saints' and angels' song."
