C
The love of God is greater far
G C
Than tongue or pen can ever tell
It goes beyond the highest star
G C
And reaches to the lowest hell
F C
The guilty pair, bowed down with care
G C
God gave His Son to win
F C
His erring child He reconciled
G C
And pardoned from his sin
F C
The love of God, how rich and pure
G C
How measureless and strong
F C
It shall forever more endure
G C
The saint’s and angel’s 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’ stretced from sky to sky