daydeeo · 61-69, M
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.
Refrain:
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure:
the saints’ and angels’ song!
Could we with ink the ocean fill
and were the skies of parchment made,
were ev’ry stalk on earth a quill
and ev’ry man a scribe by trade,
to write the love of God above
would drain the ocean dry;
nor could the scroll contain the whole,
tho' stretched from sky to sky.
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.
Refrain:
O love of God, how rich and pure!
How measureless and strong!
It shall forevermore endure:
the saints’ and angels’ song!
Could we with ink the ocean fill
and were the skies of parchment made,
were ev’ry stalk on earth a quill
and ev’ry man a scribe by trade,
to write the love of God above
would drain the ocean dry;
nor could the scroll contain the whole,
tho' stretched from sky to sky.
TheWildEcho · 61-69, M
@daydeeo i think that 2nd verse was written by someone in a dungeon
They found it written on the wall after he died
They found it written on the wall after he died
@TheWildEcho
You're right! These famous lines are the third stanza of the hymn "The Love of God," written by Frederick M. Lehman in 1917. While Lehman penned the first two verses, he incorporated this final stanza from a 10th or 11th-century Aramaic poem (attributed to Meir Ben Isaac Nehorai) found written on a wall in a patient's room in an asylum.
You're right! These famous lines are the third stanza of the hymn "The Love of God," written by Frederick M. Lehman in 1917. While Lehman penned the first two verses, he incorporated this final stanza from a 10th or 11th-century Aramaic poem (attributed to Meir Ben Isaac Nehorai) found written on a wall in a patient's room in an asylum.
moonlightlullaby · 46-50, F
I needed this gente reminder today. Thank you for posting. ❤✨
@moonlightlullaby You're quite welcome. Thank you for reading it. Love and hugs!
DanielsASJ · 36-40, M
I was alone but you brought The Love of Jesus Christ to me. Thank you a zillion times. Yes, his Love has no match, his Love is above physical understanding. His love is above all.
@DanielsASJ Thank you, hun. It was my honor and pleasure. I've watched you grow through the years. You're a man I'm so proud of. You truly love the Lord and stay close to him and faithful.








