"The love of Christ, which passeth knowledge.”
O NEVER could the human heart
Conceive a love so great
As that displayed by Jesus Christ,
Who stooped to man's estate,
To bear his sin, to bear his woe,
And suffer in his stead;
For man—O miracle of love!
For guilty man He bled!
O never could the human heart
Conceive a love so pure
As that which brought the Son of God
Man's judgment to endure.
Ah, yes! for man He bled—He died,
Rebellious guilty man;
Sure no such love has e'er been known
Since time its course began!
O never could the human heart
Conceive a love so true
As that which man's unrighteousness
From Christ the Savior drew;
For though it cost His precious blood
To save the guilty soul,
He gave His life—He gave His all:
What love unspeakable!
O may such wondrous love exert
Its mighty power in me;
May I, the saved, at such a price,
Live only, Lord, to Thee;
Thy witness in this dark, dark world,
Thy name to glorify,
Till Thou shalt place the crown on me
In you bright courts on high.
That crown of life Thy blood hath won
For all who look to Thee;
That crown of glory, crown of joy,
Thy gifts so large and free.
Once in the distance, now brought nigh,
Accepted, loved, forgiven;
Ah, mine shall be the sweetest praise
In all the courts of heaven!
A. M.