Lyrics The Love of God - 4Him
                                                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.
 
                                    
                                
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                    O 
                                                love 
                                                of 
                                                God, 
                                                how 
                                                rich 
                                                and 
                                                pure!
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                measureless 
                                                and 
                                                strong!
 
                                    
                                
                                                It 
                                                shall 
                                                forevermore 
                                                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.
 
                                    
                                
                                                REPEAT 
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                
                                                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.
 
                                    
                                
                                                REPEAT 
                                                CHORUS
 
                                    
                                 
                            1 Faith of Our Fathers (Interlude)
2 The Solid Rock
3 Be Thou My Vision
4 Take My Life and Let It Be (Interlude)
5 It Is Well With My Soul
6 O Sacred Head, Now Wounded
7 Savior, Like a Shepherd Lead Us
8 Holy, Holy, Holy (Interlude)
9 All Creatures of Our God and King, Doxology
10 The Love of God
11 Great Is Thy Faithfulness
12 O Love, That Wilt Not Let Me Go (Interlude)
13 Fairest Lord Jesus
14 There Is a Fountain
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