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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.
CThe
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It goes beyond the
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And reaches
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G7low
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The
C7guilt
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And pardoned
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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.
O love of
FGod,
how rich and
Cpure!
How measure
Gless
and
Cstrong!
It
C7shall
for
Fev
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Cdure—
The saints' and
Gan
gels'
Csong.
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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.
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.
3
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.
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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Trivandrum, Kerala, India
The words of this song are very true and real. God has truly blessed the writer with a good understanding of his great love.
IN, U.S.A.
I first heard this song at a concert featuring Kirk Talley in a little church in Sweetser, Indiana. It was near the end of the concert and he asked that anyone who knew it to sing with him. As Kirk began to sing accapella the whole church joined in. I cannot forget the beauty of the harmony in the voices that night. A harmony that was sung from the personal experience of knowing God's great love. No other testimony was needed as these voices sang of how God has loved them. As I sit and write, I think of who I am and what I know about me, and my heart aches to know that God loves me anyway!
GA, U.S.A.
God's faithfulness is the greatest. No matter what we think or do He is totally present to forgive us and guide us to goodness. He is so forgiving and He loves us so much He gave His only Son. All I have needed Jehovah Jireh.
Providence, RI/Austin, TX, U.S.A.
This song touches me so much because of speaks of the wonderful love of God. I so appreciate this love — it is a love that is beyond words and that we cannot describe. Undeserving as we may be, God still has this wondrous love for us. Praise Him.