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
O love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless and strong
It shall forevermore endure
The saints' and angels' song
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 completely dry
Nor could the scroll contain the whole
Though stretched from sky to sky
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
How rich, how pure, how strong
How measureless
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
It shall forever endure
The saints and angel's song
When ancient times 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
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
How rich, how pure, how strong
How measureless
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
It shall forever endure
The saints and angel's song
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
How rich, how pure, how strong
How measureless
Oh, the love, oh the love of God
It shall forever endure
The saints and angel's song
The saints and angel's song