How vast, immense, and measureless

How vast

immense

and measureless

The love of Christ to me!

How else could such a wretch as I

Be blessed so graciously?

To bring me back unto Himself

My Lord His all did spend;

So I would gladly bear the cross

And follow to the end.

My all I have forsaken now

This blessed Christ to gain;

Now life or death is no concern—

What else can me restrain?

My dear ones

wealth ambition

fame—

What can they offer me?

My gracious Lord for me was poor;

For Him I poor would be.

My precious Savior now I love

Him only would I please.

For Him all gain a loss becomes

And comfort holds no ease.

Thou art my comfort

gracious Lord!

I’ve none in heav’n but Thee.

And who but Thee is there on earth

With whom I love to be?

Though loneliness and trials come

My griefs I’d rise above.

This only would I ask Thee

Lord:

Surround me with Thy love!

O gracious Lord

I now beseech

Guide me through every stage;

Stand by and strengthen me to go

Through this dark

evil age.

The world

the flesh

and Satan too

Do tempt my soul apace;

Without Thy love and strength’ning power

I may Thy name disgrace.

The time

dear Lord

is running short;

From earth my soul set free.

When Thou dost come

I’ll sing with joy

Hallelujah to Thee!