72*. It Passeth Knowledge! That Dear Love of Thine
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by M. Shackleton
It passeth knowledge! that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus! Savior! yet this soul of mine
Would of Thy love, in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth and everlasting strength,
“And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with all the fulness of God.” (Ephesians 3:19)
It passeth telling! that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus! Savior! yet these lips of mine
Would fain proclaim to sinners far and near
A love which can remove all guilty fear,
“Who can utter the mighty acts of the Lord? who can show forth all his praise?” (Psalm 106:2)
“There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.” (1 John 4:18)
It passeth praises! that dear love of Thine,
My Jesus! Savior! yet this heart of mine,
Would sing a love so rich — so full — so free,
Which brought a rebel sinner such as me,
“But now in Christ Jesus ye who sometimes were far off are made nigh by the blood of Christ.” (Ephesians 2:13)
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But though I cannot tell, or sing, or know,
The fullness of Thy love while here below,
My empty vessel I may freely bring —
O Thou, who art of love the living spring,
I am an empty vessel — scarce one thought,
Or look of love to Thee I’ve ever brought;
Yet I may come, and come again to Thee,
With this the empty sinner’s only plea —
Oh! fill me, Jesus Savior, with Thy love;
Lead, lead me to the living fount above!
Thither may I in simple faith draw nigh
And never to another fountain fly,
And, Jesus, when Thee face to face I see,
When on Thy lofty throne I sit with Thee;
Then of Thy love in all its breadth and length,
Its height and depth, its everlasting strength,
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