O love of Christ that fail­eth not,
Thou an­chor for the drift­ing soul,
Be all but this by us for­got,
When sick with sin Thou made us whole.
O love so bound­less, deep, and so di­vine,
What joy to know that Thou art mine;
O won­drous love of Christ that fail­eth not,
Be all but this by us for­got.

O love that saves us from our sin,
And wash­es ev­ery stain away;
That makes us clean with­out, with­in,
What shall we of­fer Thee to­day?
Naught have we, bless­èd Lord, so poor are we,
But love and gra­ti­tude to Thee;
O love that saves and keeps us from our sin,
That makes us clean with­out, with­in.

O love un­fail­ing and so free,
O Christ, Re­deem­er, Lord and friend,
Teach us to trust all things to Thee,
Thou wilt go with us to the end.
In ev­ery joy or sor­row, gain or loss,
Keep Thou our eyes up­on the cross.
O love of Christ, un­fail­ing, and so free,
Teach us to trust all things to Thee.