1. O love, how deep, how broad, how high, How passing thought and fantasy, That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form for mortals' sake! 2. He sent no angel to our race Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame And He Himself, to this world came. 3. Nor willed He only to appear; His pleasure was to tarry here; And God and Man with man would be The space of thirty years and three. 4. For us baptized, for us He bore His holy fast and hungered sore, For us temptations sharp He knew; For us the tempter overthrew. 5. For us He prayed; for us He taught; For us His daily works He wrought; By words and signs and actions thus Still seeking not Himself, but us. 6. For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed, For us He bore the cross's death, For us at length gave up His breath. 7. For us He rose from death again; For us He went on high to reign; For us He sent His Spirit here, To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer. 8. All honor, laud, and glory be, O Jesus, virgin-born to Thee! All glory, as is ever meet To Father and to Paraclete.
1. O love, how deep, how broad, how high, How passing thought and fantasy, That God, the Son of God, should take Our mortal form for mortals' sake!
2. He sent no angel to our race Of higher or of lower place, But wore the robe of human frame And He Himself, to this world came.
3. Nor willed He only to appear; His pleasure was to tarry here; And God and Man with man would be The space of thirty years and three.
4. For us baptized, for us He bore His holy fast and hungered sore, For us temptations sharp He knew; For us the tempter overthrew.
5. For us He prayed; for us He taught; For us His daily works He wrought; By words and signs and actions thus Still seeking not Himself, but us.
6. For us to wicked men betrayed, Scourged, mocked, in crown of thorns arrayed, For us He bore the cross's death, For us at length gave up His breath.
7. For us He rose from death again; For us He went on high to reign; For us He sent His Spirit here, To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.
8. All honor, laud, and glory be, O Jesus, virgin-born to Thee! All glory, as is ever meet To Father and to Paraclete.
Thank you for taking the time to write the words for us to sing at home as we join the mighty throng!! Beautiful choir!!
I literally stop breathing on the line, "For us gave up his dying breath," and I take a long, deep breath at the start of the next verse.
My new favorite hymn!!