The Love Of God sing and play along

The love of God is greater far

than tongue or pen can ever tell.

It goes beyond the highest star

and reaches to the lowest hell.

The guilty pair bowed down with care,

God gave His Son

to win.

His erring child

He reconciled and pardoned from

his sin.

Could we with ink the ocean fill,

and were the skies of parchment made;

were ev'ry stalk on earth a quill

and ev'ry man a scribe by trade,

to write the love of God above would drain the ocean dry.

Nor could the scroll contain the whole,

though stretched from from

his sin.

Could we with sky

to sky.

Hallelujah.

Hallelujah.

Hallelujah. O love of God, how rich and pure!

How measureless and strong.

It shall forevermore endure, the saints' and angels' song.