Here is love, vast as the ocean, Loving-kindness as the flood; When the prince of life my ransom, Shed for me his precious blood. Who His love will not remember? Who can cease to sing His praise? He shall never be forgotten, Thro' heave'n's everlasting days.

On the mount of crucifixion, Fountains open'd deep and wide, Thro' the flood-gates of God's mercy Flow'd the vast and glorious tide Grace and love might rivers Pour'd incessant from above, And heav'n's peace and perfect justice Kiss'd a guilty world in love.

Let me all Thy love accepting, Love thee, ever all my days; Let me seek Thy kingdom only And my life be to Thy praise; Thou alone shalt be my glory, Nothing in the world I see: Thou hast cleansed and sanctified me, Thou Thyself hast set me free.

In Thy truth thou dost direct me By Thy spirit through Thy word; And Thy grace my need is meeting, As I trust in thee, my Lord. All Thy fullness thou art pouring In Thy love and power in me, Without measure, full and boundless As I yield myself to thee.