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It passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine,
My Savior, Jesus; yet this soul of mine
Would of Thy love in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,
Know more and more.
My Savior, Jesus; yet this soul of mine
Would of Thy love in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,
Know more and more.
2
It passeth telling, that dear love of Thine,
My Savior, Jesus; yet these lips of mine
Would fain proclaim to sinners, far and near,
A love which can remove all guilty fear,
And love beget.
My Savior, Jesus; yet these lips of mine
Would fain proclaim to sinners, far and near,
A love which can remove all guilty fear,
And love beget.
3
It passeth praises, that dear love of Thine,
My Savior, Jesus; yet this heart of mine
Would sing that love, so full, so rich, so free,
Which brings a rebel sinner, such as me,
Nigh unto God.
My Savior, Jesus; yet this heart of mine
Would sing that love, so full, so rich, so free,
Which brings a rebel sinner, such as me,
Nigh unto God.
4
But though I cannot sing, or tell, or know
The fulness of Thy love, while here below,
My empty vessel I may freely bring;
O Thou, who art of love the living spring,
My vessel fill.
The fulness of Thy love, while here below,
My empty vessel I may freely bring;
O Thou, who art of love the living spring,
My vessel fill.
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I am an empty vessel—not one thought
Or look of love to Thee I’ve ever brought;
Yet I may come, and come again to Thee,
With this the empty sinner’s only plea,
Thou lovest me.
Or look of love to Thee I’ve ever brought;
Yet I may come, and come again to Thee,
With this the empty sinner’s only plea,
Thou lovest me.
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Oh, fill me, Jesus, Savior, with Thy love!
Lead, lead me to the living fount above;
Thither may I, in simple faith draw nigh,
And never to another fountain fly,
But unto Thee.
Lead, lead me to the living fount above;
Thither may I, in simple faith draw nigh,
And never to another fountain fly,
But unto Thee.
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Lord Jesus, when Thee face to face I see,
When on Thy lofty throne I sit with Thee,
Then of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,
My soul shall sing.
When on Thy lofty throne I sit with Thee,
Then of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,
My soul shall sing.
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Lusaka, Zambia
Lovely, the song most of us struggled to sing yesterday after the breaking of bread meeting. So I searched for this so I practice singing it well. I have shared with my children so we can practice together.
Thank you so much.
Irving, Texas, United States
What a revelation!
But though I cannot sing, or tell, or know
The fulness of Thy love, while here below,
My empty vessel I may freely bring;
O Thou, who art of love the living spring,
My vessel fill.
Ephesians 3:8 speaks of the unsearchable riches. All the day long I kept waiting to feel or sense these riches. But to be unsearchable means without trace, beyond comprehension. We cannot simply find these riches in feelings or mind. We just need to receive by faith and enjoy in our mingled spirit.
Hallelujah it passes knowledge, so may we freely bring our empty vessels to be filled.
Solihull, West Midlands, United Kingdom
A wonderful song! Full of Truth
To know that love of Jesus
MORE AND MORE, so be it Lord 🙏
Mission Viejo, California, United States
I love this song even if I am only nine it’s so sweet and I love the Lord and I also love the tune and when I first heard this song I loved and kept in singing it and now it is stuck in my head. I bet my hole family will love this song because my family is Christian hope all of you love this song too!
McKinney, TX, United States
My soul shall sing
Atlanta, Georgia, United States
One of my favorites. Brings me back to the reality of the gospel!
Thohoyandou, Limpopo, South Africa
I love this song cause our Father's love is free. Although I come to Him again and again, He accept me . I could sing it over and over again. Amen!
Port Shepstone, KwaZulu Natal, South Africa
I would like to say "when at His lofty Throne I bow the knee" A sinner like me is not worthy to sit with Jesus. I have loved the song since I first sang it at Clarkebury Institution in 1971.
Hong Kong
we praise You Lord Jesus
Mozambique
My soul shall sing!!