O Mystery of Love Divine

O mys­te­ry of love di­vine

That thought and thanks o’er­pow­ers!

Lord Je­sus

was our por­tion Thine

And is Thy por­tion ours?

Emmanuel

didst Thou take our place

To set us in Thine own?

Didst Thou our low es­tate em­brace

To lift us to Thy throne?

Didst Thou ful­fill each right­eous deed

God’s per­fect will ex­press

That we th’un­faith­ful ones might plead

Thy per­fect faith­ful­ness?

For Thee the Fa­ther’s hid­den face?

For Thee the bit­ter cry?

For us the Fa­ther’s end­less grace

The song of vic­to­ry?

Our load of sin and mi­se­ry

Didst Thou

the sin­less

bear?

Thy spot­less robe of pur­ity

Do we the sin­ners wear?

Lord Je­sus

is it ev­en so?

Have we been lov­èd thus?

What love can we on Thee be­stow

Who hast ex­changed with us?

Thou

who our ve­ry place didst take

Dwell in our ve­ry heart:

Thou

who Thy por­tion ours dost make

Thyself

Thy­self im­part.