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
Oh, the love of God, how rich and how pure How measureless and strong Oh, the love of God, it shall evermore endure The saints' and angels' song
When years of 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
Oh, the love of God, how rich and how pure How measureless and strong Oh, the love of God, it shall evermore 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 oceans dry Nor could the scroll contain the whole Though stretched from sky to sky
Oh, the love of God, how rich and how pure How measureless and strong Oh, the love of God, it shall evermore endure The saints' and angels' song
The saints' and angels' song The saints' and angels' songTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
