The Hymnal ‎#430

430. O mystery of love Divine

1 O mystery of love Divine
That thought and thanks o'erpowers!
Lord Jesus, was our portion Thine,
And is Thy portion ours?

2 Emmanuel, didst Thou take our place
To set us in Thine own?
Didst Thou our low estate embrace
To lift us to Thy throne?

3 Didst Thou fulfil each righteous deed.
God's perfect will express,
That we the unfaithful ones might plead
Thy perfect faithfulness?

4 On Thy pure soul did dread and gloom
In that drear garden rise?
And ours the brightness and the bloom
Of Thine own Paradise?

5 For Thee the Father's hidden face?
For Thee the bitter cry?
For us the Father's endless grace,
The song of victory?

6 Our load of sin and misery
Didst Thou the Sinless bear?
Thy spotless robe of purity
Do we the sinners wear?

7 Lord Jesus, is it even so?
Have we been lovèd thus?
What love can we on Thee bestow
Who hast exchanged with us?

8 Thou, who our very place didst take,
Dwell in our very heart;
Thou, who Thy portion ours dost make,
Thyself, Thyself, impart.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: O mystery of love Divine
• Author: Thomas H. Gill (1864)
• Publication Date: 1895

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