WHAT is the manner of God’s love?
O the cross! O the cross!
Expressed in deeds, all words above,
On the cross! On the cross!
The world with all its wealth ware vain.
To cleanse the soul from sin’s deep stain!
Blood only could remission gain.
O the cross! O the cross!
What is the measure of God’s love?
O the cross! O the cross!
There, there He did its greatness prove,
On the cross! On the cross!
There Jesus did His love declare,
And all our weight of judgment bare;
Oh! what can with the cross compare?
O the cross! O the cross!
What is the fullness of God’s love?
O the cross! O the cross!
His love to all He there did prove,
On the cross! O the cross!
No greater gift could He bestow
To prove His love to man below.
Than thus to let His mercy flow!
O the cross! O the cross!
Thank God for such a cleansing tide
O the cross! O the cross!
Forth streaming from the Saviour’s side,
On the cross! On the cross
O that we may through all our days
There fix our soul’s most earnest gaze,
And for such love give ceaseless praise!
O the cross! O the cross!