The love of Christ, which passeth knowledge. Ephesians 3:19
Come tell the story of His love,
My soul delights to hear;
It falls like music from above,
Upon my listening ear.
Come, tell the story,
The story of His love;
It falls like music,
Like music from above.
It tells of grace exceeding great,
That sets my spirit free;
It opens wide to Heaven’s gate,
And gives me liberty.
Its holy influence I would know,
Its full redeeming power,
I’d leave these trifling things below,
And claim a heavenly dower.
Come, blest Redeemer, seal me Thine,
Beneath Thy watchful care;
My earthly hopes I would resign,
And heavenly glory share.