Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love

Lord Jesus, to tell of Thy love Our souls shall for ever delight, And join with the blessed above In praises by day and by night.

Wherever we follow Thee, Lord, Admiring, adoring, we see That love which was stronger than death Flow out without limit, and free.

Descending from glory on high, With men Thy delight was to dwell; Contented, our Surety to die, By dying to save us from hell.

Enduring the grief and the shame, And bearing our sins on the Cross, O who would not boast of Thy love, And count the world's glory but dross.