Hymns, #154

Praise of the Lord - His Love

Eng/Kor:154  Chin:134  Span:77  Rus:77  Tag:154  Fra:154  Por:77

Lyrics:Mary Shekleton
Music:Ira D. Sankey
Meter:10.10.10.10.4.

Hymns using same tune:

#1140, #1179

 
 1 

It passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine,

My Savior, Jesus; yet this soul of mine

Would of Thy love in all its breadth and length,

Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,

Know more and more.

 
 2 

It passeth telling, that dear love of Thine,

My Savior, Jesus; yet these lips of mine

Would fain proclaim to sinners, far and near,

A love which can remove all guilty fear,

And love beget.

 
 3 

It passeth praises, that dear love of Thine,

My Savior Jesus; yet this heart of mine

Would sing that love, so full, so rich, so free,

Which brings a rebel sinner, such as me,

Nigh unto God.

 
 4 

But though I cannot sing, or tell, or know

The fullness of Thy love, while here below,

My empty vessel I may freely bring;

O Thou, who art of love the living spring,

My vessel fill.

 
 5 

I am an empty vessel — not one thought

Or look of love to Thee I've ever brought;

Yet I may come, and come again to Thee,

With this the empty sinner's only plea,

Thou lovest me.

 
 6 

Oh, fill me, Jesus, Savior, with Thy love!

Lead, lead me to the living fount above;

Thither may I, in simple faith draw nigh,

And never to another fountain fly,

But unto Thee.

 
 7 

Lord Jesus, when Thee face to face I see,

When on Thy lofty throne I sit with Thee,

Then of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,

Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,

My soul shall sing.

 
Hymn #154