O Love, That Passeth Knowledge,
O Love, Whose Beams Have Shone
Through Everlasting Ages,
From God’s Eternal Throne ;
What Power Thy Depths Can Fathom ?
What Tongue Can Speak Thy Worth ?
And Yet Thou Condescendest
To Dwell With Men On Earth.
O Love, All Love Excelling
Unnumbered Hosts Are Telling,
In Yonder Blissful Dwelling,
What Thou For Them Hast Done.

O Love, That Our Redemption
Made Perfect Through The Blood
Of Him Whose Life Was Offered,
To Bring Us Near To God ;
O Love, That Now Extendeth
A Pardon Full And Free,
And Bends With Eyes Of Pity
On Sinners Such As We.

We Give Our Hearts’ Devotion,
And Grateful Thanks We Bring,
And Lift Our Hearts And Voices,
To Praise Our Lord And King ;
O Love, All Thought Surpassing,
What Will Our Rapture Be,
When, Safe Beyond The River,
Our Souls Are Lost In Thee !