[Verse 1]
       
The love of   

      
  God is great

   
 - er far
            
Than tongue or

    
 pen can    ev

  
er tell;
       
It goes beyond

    
 the high - es

t star,
          
And reaches to

   
 the     low -

    
  est hell;
     
The guil - ty 

           
   pair, bowed

         
 down with  ca


re,
           
God gave His S

    
on     to  win

;
      
His err  -  in

/          
g   child He r

      
e - co - ncile

d,
           
And pardoned f

     
rom his sin.

[Refrain]
    
Oh, love of   

            
God, how rich 

     
and pure!
         
How mea - sure

      
 - less       

   
and strong!
    
It shall for  

            
-  evermore en

 
dure
           
The saints' an

    
d     a    -  

      
 ngels' song.

[Verse 2]
         
When hoa - ry 

         
    time shall

  
 pass  away,
           
And earthly th

      
rones and   ki

      
ngdoms fall;
       
When men who  

         
  here re - fu

/ 
se  to pray,
            
On rocks and h

    
ills and   mou

       
ntains call;
      
God's love, so

/          
    sure, shal

          
l still en - d


ure,
          
All measureles

     
s    and stron

g;
      
Re - deem - in

/          
g grace to A -

   
 dam's race
            
The saints' an

          
d  angels' son

g. [Refrain]

[Verse 3]
       
Could we with 

       
  ink the o  -

  
  cean fill,
            
And were the s

    
kies of    par

       
chment made;
        
Were ev - ry  

        
   stalk on ea

/  
rth  a  quill,
         
And ev'ry man 

      
a scribe  by  

 
trade;
    
To write the  

          
love of God a 

/ 
- bove
            
Would drain th

      
e o  -   cean 


dry;
    
Nor could the 

            
scroll contain

  
 the whole
            
Tho' stretched

            
 from  sky to 


sky. [Refrain]

[Outro]
  
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