O blessed Savior, is Thy love

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O blessed Savior, is Thy love
  So great! so full! so free!
Fain would we have our thoughts, our hearts,
  Our lives, engaged with Thee.
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We love Thee for the glorious worth
  Which in Thyself we see;
We love Thee for that shameful cross,
  Endured so patiently.
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No man of greater love can boast
  Than for his friend to die;
Thou for Thine enemies wast slain!
  What love with Thine can vie?
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Though in the very form of God,
  With heav’nly glory crowned,
Thou didst a servant’s form assume,
  Beset with sorrow round.
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Thou wouldst like wretched man be made
  In everything but sin,
That we as like Thee might become
  As we unlike had been:
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Like Thee in strength, in meekness, love,
  In life in ev’ry phase;
From glory into glory changed,
  Till we behold Thy face.
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O Lord, we treasure in our hearts
  The mem’ry of Thy love;
And ever shall Thy name to us
  A grateful odor prove.