by Isaac Watts
“Greater love hath no man than this,
that a man lay down his life for his friends.”
To our Redeemer’s glorious Name
Awake the sacred song;
O may His Love, immortal flame!
Tune every heart and tongue.
His love, what mortal thought can reach,
What mortal tongue display!
Imagination’s utmost stretch
In wonder dies away.
He left His radiant Throne on high,
Left the bright realms of bliss,
And came to earth to bleed and die:
Was ever love like this?
Dear Lord, while we adoring pay
Our humble thanks to Thee,
May every heart with rapture say,
“The Saviour died for me.”
O may the sweet, the blissful theme,
Fill every heart and tongue;
Till strangers love They charming Name,
And join the sacred song. Amen.