passeth knowledge, that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus, Saviour; yet this soul
Would of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,
Its height and
depth, its everlasting strength,
Know more and more.
passeth telling, that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus, Saviour; yet these lips
Would fain proclaim to sinners far and near
A love which can remove
all guilty fear,
And love beget.
passeth praises, that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus, Saviour; yet this heart
Would sing that love, so rich, so full, so free,
Which brings a
rebel sinner, such as me,
Nigh unto God.
though I cannot sing, or tell, or know
The fulness of Thy love, while here
My empty vessel I may freely bring:
O Thou, who art of love the living
My vessel fill.
am an empty vessel - not one thought,
Or look of love, I ever to Thee brought;
I may come, and come again to Thee,
With this, the empty sinner's only plea
Thou lovest me.
fill me, Jesus, Saviour, with Thy love!
Lead, lead me to the living fount above;
may I, in simple faith, draw nigh,
And never to another fountain fly,
when my Jesus face to face I see,
When at His lofty throne I bow my knee,
of His love, in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting
My soul shall sing.
3:17 That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and
grounded in love, 18 May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the
breadth, and length, and depth, and height; 19 And to know the love of Christ,
which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.