Here is love, vast as the ocean, 
loving-kindness as the flood.
when the Prince of Life, our Ransom, 
shed for us His precious blood.
Who His love will not remember?
Who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten 
throughout heaven's eternal days.

On the mount of crucifixion 
fountains opened deep and wide;
through the floodgates of God's mercy 
flowed a vast and gracious tide.
Grace and love, like mighty rivers, 
poured incessant from above,
and heaven's peace and perfect justice 
kissed a guilty world in love.

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.
Of Thy fullness Thou art pouring
Thy great love and pow't on me, 
Without measurem, full and boundless,
 drawing out my heart to Thee.