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.
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The love of God is
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greater
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far
Than tongue or
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pen can
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ever
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tell.
It goes beyond the
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highest
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star
And reaches
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to the
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lowest
C
hell.
The
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guilty
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pair, bowed down with
C
care,
God gave His
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Son to
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win;
His
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erring
F
child He recon
C
ciled
And pardoned
G
from his
C
sin.
O love of God, how rich and pure! How measureless and strong! It shall forevermore endure— The saints’ and angels’ song.
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O love of
F
God, how rich and
C
pure!
How measure
G
less and
C
strong!
It
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shall for
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evermore en
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dure—
The saints
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' and a
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ngels' song.
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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.
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.
C
When hoary time shall
F
pass
C
away,
And earthly
G
thrones and
G7
kingdoms
C
fall;
When men who here
F
refuse to
C
pray,
On rocks and
G
hills and
G7
mountains
C
call;
God's
C7
love, so
F
sure, shall still
C
endure,
All
G
measureless
C
and strong;
C7
Redeeming
F
grace to Adam's
C
race—
The saints' and
G
angels'
C
song.
O love of God, how rich and pure! How measureless and strong! It shall forevermore endure— The saints’ and angels’ song.
C
O love of
F
God, how rich and
C
pure!
How measure
G
less and
C
strong!
It
C7
shall for
F
evermore en
C
dure—
The saints
G
' and a
C
ngels' 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.
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.
C
Could we with ink the
F
ocean
C
fill,
And were the
G
skies of
G7
parchment
C
made;
Were every stalk
F
on earth
C
a quill,
And
G
every man
G7
a scribe
C
by trade;
To
C7
write the
F
love of God
C
above
Would drain the
G
ocean
C
dry;
Nor
C7
could the
F
scroll contain the
C
whole,
Though stretched from
G
sky to
C
sky.
O love of God, how rich and pure! How measureless and strong! It shall forevermore endure— The saints’ and angels’ song.
Oh how we have to be reminded of this so greater love which is so sure, strong, rich, pure, immeasurable. Such a beautiful song which brings us back to his love and keeps us drenched in his Love. All things are taken care of. We are in the ascension with Christ in the heavenlies through the love of God which has been poured out into us. What can be a more privileged position to be in.
The love of God is measureless and boundless. It is beyond our understanding. It is spiritual and divine.
Oh love of God. You sent your son to die!
About the author:
Lehmann was the husband of Emma Louise Dermyer.
He emigrated to America with his family at age four, settling in Iowa, where he lived most of his childhood. He came to Christ at age 11, as he relates:
One glad morning about eleven o’clock while walking up the country lane, skirted by a wild crab-apple grove on the right and an osage [Osage orange? ] fence, with an old white-elm gate in a gap at the left, suddenly Heaven let a cornucopia of glory descend on the eleven-year old lad.
The wild crab-apple grove assumed a heavenly glow and the osage fence an unearthly lustre. That old white-elm gate with its sun-warped boards gleamed and glowed like silver bars to shut out the world and shut him in with the form of the fourth, just come into his heart. The weight of conviction was gone and the paeans of joy and praise fell from his lips.
Lehman studied for the ministry at Northwestern College in Naperville, Illinois, and served pastorates in Audubon, Iowa; New London, Indiana; and Kansas City, Missouri.
In 1911, he moved to Kansas City, where he helped found the Nazarene Publishing House.
The majority of Lehmann’s life was devoted to writing sacred songs; his first was written while a pastor in Kingsley, Iowa, in 1898. He wrote and published hundreds of songs, and compiled five song books.
A little dear mother used to sing this to me ❤️🩹 forever changed my life. I was singing it this morning and had to look up the words! So wonderful is the love of God so rich and pure! We love you Jesus ❤️
Woke up this morning because of the love of God. Was about to have my worship when this song come to my mind, I looked it up in my Church Hymnal, did not find it, so I checked online and there it was, praise God. Had to sing it twice. God's love is unfathomable, amazingly marvelous, wonderful and sweet. I don't have words to describe His love, especially to me. I love you my Lord, my God, sweet Jesus I love you for your love to me.
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Tustin, CA, United States
Oh how we have to be reminded of this so greater love which is so sure, strong, rich, pure, immeasurable. Such a beautiful song which brings us back to his love and keeps us drenched in his Love. All things are taken care of. We are in the ascension with Christ in the heavenlies through the love of God which has been poured out into us. What can be a more privileged position to be in.
Auckland, New Zealand
Thanks for sharing the song
I love praising God early morning when I wake up.
I just finished my early morning devotion
Praise the Lord God Almighty
God Bless
Mansfield, Ohio, United States
The love of God is measureless and boundless. It is beyond our understanding. It is spiritual and divine.
Oh love of God. You sent your son to die!
About the author:
Lehmann was the husband of Emma Louise Dermyer.
He emigrated to America with his family at age four, settling in Iowa, where he lived most of his childhood. He came to Christ at age 11, as he relates:
One glad morning about eleven o’clock while walking up the country lane, skirted by a wild crab-apple grove on the right and an osage [Osage orange? ] fence, with an old white-elm gate in a gap at the left, suddenly Heaven let a cornucopia of glory descend on the eleven-year old lad.
The wild crab-apple grove assumed a heavenly glow and the osage fence an unearthly lustre. That old white-elm gate with its sun-warped boards gleamed and glowed like silver bars to shut out the world and shut him in with the form of the fourth, just come into his heart. The weight of conviction was gone and the paeans of joy and praise fell from his lips.
Lehman studied for the ministry at Northwestern College in Naperville, Illinois, and served pastorates in Audubon, Iowa; New London, Indiana; and Kansas City, Missouri.
In 1911, he moved to Kansas City, where he helped found the Nazarene Publishing House.
The majority of Lehmann’s life was devoted to writing sacred songs; his first was written while a pastor in Kingsley, Iowa, in 1898. He wrote and published hundreds of songs, and compiled five song books.
Lagos, Nigeria
This is a special song that shows me the endless boundless love of God. It makes the redeemed joyous and give sinners hope.
Moreno Valley, CA, United States
Lord, thank you for making us YOUR greatest Love ❤️ and Masterpiece! May we continue to love you back with our FIRST love!
"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...
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...
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure!!!!!"
Antipolo City, Rizal, Philippines
The most beautiful comparison of how immeasurable the love of God is!!! Praise Him for all eternity!
Musselburgh, East Lothian, United Kingdom
Just believe and receive
SALVATION
pure undeserved grace.
Hallelujah what a Saviour
Fletcher, OK, United States
A little dear mother used to sing this to me ❤️🩹 forever changed my life. I was singing it this morning and had to look up the words! So wonderful is the love of God so rich and pure! We love you Jesus ❤️
Rosedale, NY, United States
Woke up this morning because of the love of God. Was about to have my worship when this song come to my mind, I looked it up in my Church Hymnal, did not find it, so I checked online and there it was, praise God. Had to sing it twice. God's love is unfathomable, amazingly marvelous, wonderful and sweet. I don't have words to describe His love, especially to me. I love you my Lord, my God, sweet Jesus I love you for your love to me.
Johannesburg, Gauteng, South Africa
The love of God goes far beyond expression. Indeed tongue or pen falls short in expressing it. Thank you Jesus for loving me.