O Love How Deep

O Love, How Deep, How Broad, How High!
It Fills The Heart With Ecstasy,
That God, In Jesus Christ, Should Take
Our Mortal Form For Mortals’ Sake.

God Sent No Angel To Our Race
Of Higher Or Of Lower Place,
But Wore The Robe Of Human Frame,
And Freely To This Lost World Came.

For Us He Was Baptized, And Bore
A Holy Fast, And Hungered Sore;
For Us Temptations Sharply Knew;
For Us The Tempter Overthrew.

For Us He Prayed; For Us He Taught;
For Us Great Daily Works Were Wrought,
By Words, And Signs, And Actions, Thus
Still Seeking Not Himself, But Us.

For Us To Wicked Foes Betrayed,
Scourged, Mocked, In Purple Robe Arrayed,
He Bore The Shameful Cross And Death;
For Us At Length Gave Up His Breath.

For Us He Rose From Death Again,
For Us He Went On High To Reign,
For Us He Sent His Spirit Here
To Guide, To Strengthen, And To Cheer.

To God Whose Boundless Love Has Won
Salvation For Us Through The Son,
To God All Praise And Glory Be
Both Now And Through Eternity.