O God of love, whose mercy came
To this dark world of sin and shame,
And on a cross of suffering sore,
That sin and shame in meekness bore.

Supreme the love the Christ displayed,
When He, True God, True Man was made;
When He was scorned, His patience then
Shone forth Divine, with sinful men.

Did e'er such mercy lead the great
To stoop from high to low estate?
Did e'er such love incline the heart
To take the erring sinner's part?

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'Twas God who loved, 'twas God who gave
His Son our erring souls to save;
'Tis Christ that wins us by the love
From earth below to heaven above.

Win me, O Lord, whose mercy came
To this dark world of sin and shame,
To that bright world whose beauties shine
For ever in Thy love Divine.

To Thee, O Father, glory be;
And glory, Christ, God-Man, to Thee;
And to the Spirit, Three in One,
Now, and while countless ages run.