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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.
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.
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
The saints' and angels' song.
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure—
The saints' and angels' song.
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When hoary 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 angels' song.
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 angels' song.
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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.
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.
Words & Music © 1923, Ren. 1951 by Hope Publishing Co., Carol Stream, IL 60188.
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Lufkin, TX, United States
His love, so unlike ours, is always the ultimate bottom line. There is nothing beyond it, nothing besides it, nothing behind it - but His heart of love.
Petersburg, Alaska, United States
This partial verse came to me as I was waking up this morning, I had to write it somewhere.
When Jesus died upon the cross,
My every sin on Him was laid;
He took those sins and made them naught
My heart was changed, my debt was paid.
Homosassa, Florida, United States
I have been an amateur astronomer for years.
Of all the songs I have written, and the thousands of songs I have sung in my 63 years of my life, Verse 3 still brings tears to my eyes every time. This is what I feel when I look into a bright starry sky.
God is Awesome!
Ikeja, Lagos, Nigeria
I was so lost, I should have died, but precious Jesus have brought me to His side, to be led by His staff and rod And to be call a lamb of God...
Am so happy, He washed me in His blood and now am heal and whole, thank You Jesus,
This hymn is a testimony to my life.
Accra, Ghana
That last stanza always gets to me...
I thank God for his unfailing, limitless, measureless, strong, rich and 100% pure love!!!
San Diego, California, United States
Oh Lord Jesus! He Loves Us, Amen! He is our first love, Amen!
Thank you Lord that we can wake-up every morning and shout Abba Father! Oh Lord Jesus!
His Love is rich and pure, Amen!
Richmond Hill, Ontario, Canada
Praise the Lord!
Rio De Janeiro, RJ, Brazil
My God is great. I don't know what could be if I didn't have God in my life.
Austin, Texas, United States
O love of God, how rich and pure!
Salem, Oregon, United States
Rabbi Meir bar Yitzak's Poem: "God's eternal glory could not be described even if the heavens were parchment, and the forest quills; if all the seas were ink, as well as every gathered water; even if the earth's inhabitants were scribes and recorders of initials."
Stanza Four of this hymn is a very good paraphrase of Rabbi Meir's poem. There is a lot of wisdom to be found in early rabbinic literature!