Scripture Verse

The love of Christ, which passeth knowledge. Ephesians 3:19


Fanny Crosby (1820–1915)

Words: Fan­ny Cros­by, in The Gos­pel Choir No. 2, ed­it­ed by Ira San­key, James Mc­Gra­na­han & George C. Steb­bins (To­ron­to, Ca­na­da: Copp, Clark, 1895), num­ber 16. Some hym­nals give the au­thor as Ly­man G. Cuy­ler, one of Fan­ny’s pseu­do­nyms.

Music: Ra­mal­lah Ira D. San­key, 1895 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Ira D. Sankey (1840–1908)


O Love that pass­eth know­ledge,
O Love whose beams have shone
Through ev­er­last­ing ag­es,
From God’s eter­nal throne;
What pow­er Thy depths can fa­thom?
What tongue can speak Thy worth?
And yet Thou con­des­cend­eth
To dwell with men on earth.


O Love, all loves ex­cell­ing;
Unnumbered hosts are tell­ing
In yon­der bliss­ful dwell­ing,
What Thou for them hast done.

O Love that our re­demp­tion
Made per­fect through the blood
Of Him whose life was of­fered,
To bring us near to God;
O Love that now ex­tend­eth
A par­don full and free,
And bends with eyes of pi­ty
On sin­ners such as we.


We give our heart’s de­vo­tion,
And grate­ful thanks we bring,
And lift our hearts and voic­es,
To praise our Lord and King;
O Love! all thought sur­pass­ing;
What will our rap­ture be,
When safe, be­yond the ri­ver,
Our souls are lost in Thee?