by Robin Mark
Here is love vast as the ocean,
loving kindness as a flood;
when the prince of life our ransom,
shed for us His precious blood.
Who his love will not remember,
who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten,
throughout heavn's eternal days.
On the mount of crucifixion,
fountains opened deep and wide;
through the floodgates of God's mercy,
flowed a vast and gracious tide.
Grace and love like mighty rivers,
flowed incessant from above;
heaven's peace and perfect justice,
kissed a guilty world with love.
Here is love vast as the ocean,
loving kindness as a flood;
when the prince of life our ransom,
shed for us His precious blood.
Who his love will not remember,
who can cease to sing His praise?
He can never be forgotten,
throughout heavn's eternal days.
On the mount of crucifixion,
fountains opened deep and wide;
through the floodgates of God's mercy,
flowed a vast and gracious tide.
Grace and love like mighty rivers,
flowed incessant from above;
heaven's peace and perfect justice,
kissed a guilty world with love.
Grace and love like mighty rivers,
flowed incessant from above;
heaven's peace and perfect justice,
kissed a guilty world with love.
