Here is love, vast as the ocean,
Loving kindness as the flood,
When the Prince of Life,
Our Ransom shed for us His precious blood.
Who His love will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten
Throughout Heav'n's eternal days.
On the mount of crucifixion
Fountains opened deep and wide;
Through the floodgates of
God's mercy flowed a vast and gracious tide.
Grace and love, like mighty rivers,
Poured incessant from above;
Heaven's peace and perfect
Justice kissed a guilty world in love.
