The love of God is greater far
Than tounge 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

When time on earth shall pass away
And worldly thrones
And kingdoms fall
When all men here refuse to pray
On rocks and hills
and mountains call

God's love so sure will yet endure
All measureless and strong
Redeeming Grace to Adam's race
The saint's and angel's song

Were all the oceans with ink filled
And 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 oceans dry
Nor could the scroll
Containthe whole
Though stretched from sky to sky

O love of God, so rich and pure
So measureless and strong
It will forevermore endure
The saint's and angel's song

Partially written by
F.M. Lehman